Devious Ruse
If I was to put into words
The most necessary thing in my life
I would be doing her an INJUSTICE
She is more than just a thing
She is more than a common annoyance
She is what I have that no one else can
She stands at 5’2”
Claims she can fit in a shoe
Yet still she’s more to me than the color blue
She makes me laugh, she makes me cry
She makes me yell “GOODBYE!”
And yet all I can do is sigh
She drives me up a living tree
Her insults sting like a yellow BEE
Yet still I see, she is absolutely everything to me
When she needs to talk, I’m there
With words to say "I CARE"
I give her my evening, just so she can breathe air
She pushed me to the finish line
Forced me to shine
O’er the dotted line, she made me sign
In the end, if you made me choose
Everything, I’m ready to lose
To keep my baby sister as my devious ruse
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