please today he finally said it
he's jealous of my youth.
silence is not an answer anymore
you're jealous of the only asset i possess
stripped poor, naked, I am still glistening in youth
he, clothed with experiences, memories, peacefulness of aging
is poor in morality and hope.
I am sorry I should have offered to share some of my sunshine
but you are sucking all my happiness out of me
with you in the room, everyone is dying
my brother's innocence, my mother's patience, sister's pride
we all smile and live up to every little bit of our lives.