To my beautiful sister
Don’t use my words against me
I only meant that I wish I cared
I just wanted to be free
This family never understood me
It was just too hard
So, my beautiful sister
Why don’t you try to clean up the mess
After all, that’s what you do best
And you do it so well
I don’t know why I did what I did
It wasn’t out of love
There was never any love
I assigned myself a duty
And I needed to obey
Oh, my beautiful sister
I’ve made a fool of you, haven’t I?
But I’ll never truly see
That the only fool here
Was always really me
Yes, my beautiful sister
It’ll all be alright, won’t it?
You’ll all forgive me, I’m sure
When I decide
I’m ready to come back
But only when she lets me
When I decide
I’ll decide, my beautiful sister
About the Creator
Celia Olson
A bit of a stream of consciousness here. All things self-growth, discovery and improvement.
Aspiring musician, amateur author.
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