The sun became an unblinking yellow eye,
And the roaring of my mind surely continues,
As the anger fulfills inside of my little heart,
Upset with the hand of cards you were dealt.
I beat against the wall with my clenched fist,
And wish I could be in Florida with you, dear,
Helping you through the hard times you have,
And being there to laugh through the good.
I can assure you I feel your pain and anger,
With what he's doing to you, I can clearly see,
That it hurts and it's hurting me also to know-
He isn't changing for the perfect girl ever; you.
If I could be a personal band-aid for you, dear,
I would- for the rest of our lives as best friends,
I want to be able to make you smile everyday,
I want to be able to be your personal diary also.
Even though your partner in life should be that-
Because it's in a boyfriends job description,
But as a bestfriend; sister, I am always here,
Even when we do get mad at each other sweets.
