My sister, i must tell you that sometimes i can't make the green leave my eye everyone loves you I can't deny.

You tell me your not perfect, and I know that's true but your imperfections make you perfect, with everything you do.

You always know when something's wrong our talks have lasted all year long. I can't say "no ones listening anyways" because you have let me cry on your shoulder.

You always hold me til it is over, your arms are like my shelter. My hiding place forever.