Sister

You get angry at me,
and in a whirlwind of emotion
slam the door.. shutting me out
Jesus.. he is too loud, too angry, too out of control
I want what is best for him, but he is not kind
He is hard to be around.. he doesn't see much
You cry in your room, and feel misunderstood
you lose yourself In your studies
you drive and strive.. to be better

Sister I'm just leaning upside your door, with my back turned to it.
Wishing we could connect again
Thinking of what we went through
THinking hard on how I forgot..
forgot you need me to be strong..
forgot you need me to be gentle..
and uplift you..

Your doing a great job.
You've grown into a beautiful woman
You've become more than this brother could expect.. you set your path.. you worked hard

Sister I just want you to know the depth of my remorse and forgetfulness... I too have cried and become calause. Forgive me, I lost my way.

I hope we can talk again sometime.
I hope we can be receptive to each other
I vow not to become so blind again
I am learning.
I miss you, you are dear to me.

your brother cares about you.

Sincerly,
Matthew.