To my older sister,

Dear older sister,

how can you say?
how can you say that what you are doing is right?
how can you say that moving your kids is right?
i know your childhood was bad
this is your chance to make is better.
But what i say wont matter
you wont listen
you say we'll be close
but i know thats a lie
i know its what you want
but its not going to fly.
You say i can visit
but that costs money

I'm mad at you
but you wont know
because you wont listen
don't try to deny that its true

i know it is

i feel we are drifting
and you haven't even gone yet
i feel we are drifting
just as we got to know each other

I wish you wouldn't bother
with all the lies
its not going to help
ill just run and hide

why wont you listen?
why wont you even try?
why do i even care anymore?
i don't know why.

is it me to blame?
or that husband of yours?
whatever you say
I'm not going to care
just leave me alone
and go