Only for Myself

Crying in My Room,

I always used
to dream
about having
an older sister.
I imagined
she would be
beautiful,
cool,
mature,
and willing to
fight the world
for me.
I hope I can be these things now.
I hope I am everything
my siblings ever needed
that I
never had.
Life is better now.
But I hope if my sister runs,
it's to me,
and not to
the abyss.