You're moody, and sometimes

you make no sense.

Usually you're late

- you always miss the bus.

You stay home sick

more than I ever have.

Sometimes you even ditch class.

I don't understand 

why you wear so much makeup

or what's so great

about your clothes.

But you always text back

and you laugh at my jokes

And if someone is rude to me

you let them have it.

You can read people

like nobody's business.

Even our cat

is in love with you.

Though our world has changed

from dolls to the real world,

and you're not actually

that little anymore,

you'll always be

my little sister.