I Will Miss You

When I was little, you were there

Now that I am grown and you are leaving and I'm scared 

I am so used to your moaning and complaining

What will I do once you leave me hanging? 

 

You are my big sister DNA tests will tell

We put up with mom together now I am left to hell

What will I do once you leave for school?

Who is going to tell me what's cool?

 

You make be look pretty

Even though it might just be out of pity

What will i do when I call for you 

You won't be there and I will be scared 

 

I may say it will be awesome 

But that is not true 

I will miss you more than I want to 

 

 

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