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Author: Doyles-always
Fiction Rated: K - English - General/General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 11-09-02 - Updated: 11-09-02 - id:1057985
Younger sister.

You are 6 years younger,

You have more friends than I do.

Maybe I'm jealous,

I don't mean to be,

I just wish I had friends too.

When we go shopping,

You don't hold my hand.

I wander if you know how much it hurts me,

I wander if you care.

Maybe you're too young to realise,

I can't expect you to know how I feel.

I was your age once,

But I guess it's different for you.

I only had one older sister,

You have two.

Although I guess you feel you only have one,

I feel like I don't have any.

I'll try to fill the gap,

Sometimes it feels it's working,

Only when she comes home it changes.

We fight more,

She takes your side.

I find I cry more,

You pull away,

I find I try more to be friend.

That's all I want to be in end.



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