Siblings...
Siblings are my reason to wake up
I could disappear for weeks or months even
They wouldn't cause any stirrups

But sometimes I forget, they weren't born my siblings
I actually don't know if they're gonna stay
Always have people in your life until they feel like fleeing
I've blindly trusted many and would give my life for them... I know cliche

But people always leave
And I always think it's my fault
I'm closed off and pretty boring, I believe.
Especially when I'm going through a lot, it starts winning and I'm at a halt

I bury myself in my head, for I refuse to weigh them with my problems
It's not that they wouldn't be there for me,
I'm just used to the repression and then laying on the sarcasm

And trust me I know, it's not healthy
Growing up, I've always been the listener
As for my issues, I'd get through them,...