I hate her, I love her most.
I am jealous of her, I want to give her everything she wants.
I am pissed of her, I want to make her happy.
I don't want to see her, I want to be by her side all the time.
I want to scare her, I want to take good care of her.
No matter how we treat our sister badly, but deep inside us, we know that we care and love her unconditionally.
I hate her because she's doing a lot of crazy things,
She tend to play somewhere and get hurt later on.
I hate her for doing those things because I love her,
That's why I don't want her to get hurt.
I am jealous of her for having everything that she's asking,
Because there's a tendency that she'll used to it all the time.
I am jealous because she's not asking anything from me,
And so how can I give her everything she wants?
I am pissed of her for always smiling,
A happiness that she found in her friends.
I am pissed of her because I want her to be happy,
The happiness that only a sister can give.
I don't want to see her with the satisfaction on her face,
Because it only means that she can stand on her own.
I don't want to see her knowing that fact,
Because I want to be by her side all the time.
I want to scare her with a lot of things,
So that she'll need someone to be with.
I want to scare her for her to be able to know,
That as her sister, I can take good care of her.


