Sisters...

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.