Your Sister's Handwriting

One drop was all it took

Throwing rocks through ice

How is our footing chosen wisely?

Do you hunch over?

You know my shrug

And I can't pass

The past if it keeps coming back but

We were great

We were an awkward handshake with initials etched in your pale

The reactions we detest but the conventions we admire

Just like I was told, more than hampered half the time

Romanticize, hold high hopes and no record of wrongs

This isn't me, this isn't me, this is me

So bitter towards a flower bringer

Life is so beautiful, life is so beautiful

Don’t say I didn’t take this seriously

More fabricated events

To pad your diary

I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried...

I got under her to get over you

Never assume that they aren't insensitive everyday

At the drop of a hat, the cost of having is giving to the hilt

But this looks like shame

Do you still believe the words written across your back?