I think of all the good things,
that i have in my life today...

My face is pale,
my body is weak...

I'm a little prisoner,
scarred by self doubt...

You're supposed to be my sister,
I should be looking up to you...

I will sing to you my lullaby,
to help you get to sleep...

Dying inside,
coping no more...

I am sat here talking,
with a tear in my eye...

I do not care anymore,
What happens to me...

I want to tell you the good stuff,
And to be able to tell you the bad...

Take this massive rainbow,
and hold it for a little while...

Why are people forcing me,
to grow up so fast...

I cannot find the words to say,
I think about you every day...