Love is Just Like That

I love you so much, but I don't understand.
Why aren't you holding my little hand?
You tell me your secrets, your deceitful lies.
But for holding them in, do I get a prize?
It really is hard, no matter what you think.
And couldn't you put some love behind every wink?
Could you tell me that it's OK.
It'll be alright.
But I can't go much longer.
I'm losing the fight.
You are so different, so unique in every way.
But I love you sister, and that's the way it will stay.
We'll stick together, no matter what.
You're a little different? Well yeah, so what?
I know it's hard, but you've got to stick with it.
And soon you'll emerge from this bottomless pit.
I can see through all the strength and will power.
Deep down inside, you're a wilting flower.
Sister, I love you, but now can't you see?
That it's hard to be you, and it's hard to be me.