She’s irritating,

always telling me

to straighten up the bed;

she’s annoying,

playing her guitar

until midnight.

Her forgotten memory—

when she left me at the mall

(I remember).

I wish she would change

her bossy ways.

I regret doing what my sister says.

She wastes my time on the TV.

All the time she

makes me bitter,

but I’m lonely

when she’s not here.