She has a way of expressing herself 
The way it all adds up in her head
The horrible story at the end...when it all comes out.

She tries to protect herself by singing or maybe dancing in the rain
Wants to live her life in fairy tales to silence the suffering and the pain.

Unable to control of emotions that are held inside
The kindness that turns into hate
The love that is jealous
The joy that becomes sadness from one look at her life.

A lost world has been created for her
She lives her life toward a direction that is unknown
Confusion and Lies become truth...In her everyday struggle for hope.

She begins to play a little game
Fighting the fear that has taken over
Popping pills with side effects to every name
Just to stop them from talking to her.

Fist fighting with the evil spirit
They call it the Devil himself
Sweet by Sight but poison to the heart
Tells you, "I'm sorry, I love you"
But stabs you as soon as you part.

Violence is the right of way
Screams for help
Begging for her to stop but don't leave
Pleading with her, Reminding her
That the one that has helped you has always been me.

Slaps on the face
Glass on the floor
Shovels to the head
Blurriness to the eyes
Knives to the wrist to slice a meaning of faith in her life.

She pronounces her suicidal thoughts
to the family that has nothing but love
She'll give you a vivid description
of how she wants to kill you...then herself.

Pain to the brain
Unsure of the cause
but I will continue to give up my life for You
To help You
Show You how to love
Protect You from harm

I smell your quiet desperation
I am... Your Sister