Have you ever squeezed your neck with your hands?
Not too hard to make you choke to death,
But enough to make you suffocate?
Well, that’s what it feels like to have a sister like mine.
They say that there’s no better friend than a sister,
Well, trust me, that’s a lie, there’s no meaner bully.
“But she does so much for you.” they say, like I’m so ungrateful,
But I know they’ve never had to live a life like mine.
I doubt their sister ever drove them to want to commit suicide,
I doubt any other sister has ever been so snide.
She treats me like I’m her sister when she’s in a good mood,
But then like her enemy when she’s upset.
Three-fourth of my insecurities, they took root because of her,
Yes, she shattered me to pieces.
Lies and broken promises, she’s got a PhD.
Want to be bullied? Just share parents with another person.
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