Fuck the judgment,

‘I’ve got a messed up past.
But when asked or confronted, I shut down fast.
And the truth is, girl I cry when I think of you.
And write a million songs that imma never get to sing with you.
Talk about the places imma never get to bring you to.
Show you what it’s like to build a life and learn a thing or two
What hurts me is that I love you, ‘cause you’re my older sister.
The girl that I grew up with…

Yeah, so then where’d you go?
Prisoner in your body, quarantined from your soul.
And I know those drugs got you out in the cold.
Got you spitting in the mouth of those showing you hope.
So if you’d ever come through to your senses.
I’ll be right here…..’

I miss my sister more than I ever thought I would. I worry about her as if she is me. And the harsh reality I have to face if nothing changes is tearing me apart right now. I’m gonna do everything I can to keep her okay… :/