I'm not your little sister

No more tears to shed, you've always made me cry.

As a child, you always said you wanted a little sister. Was my purpose to be beaten up when you were angry? You were never the big brother I was supposed to have, you would only play your part in front of the others.

Remember when we were little and you said I was not your parent's daughter? That still hurts inside my chest. What about the "You can tell me, I promise not to tell mom"? I can still hear your whispering next to her.

I'm not here for you anymore. Cry alone if you want to, but you will never cry on my shoulder again.

I wish I had died at birth.