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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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