Tuesday, January 18, 2011, 1:17 AM
[On siblingity.]

I'm mad.




I'm mad that things can't stay the same.


I'm mad that leaving home is the only choice for you.


I'm mad that you can't trust your own father.


I'm mad that you can't be happy for me.


I'm mad that it has to always be your way.


I'm mad there's noone else but me.


I'm mad you grew up this way.


I'm mad that I care too much for you.


I'm mad that i have to cry each time you do.