I feel like a puppy
that nobody wants
when i come near my mother's favorite
she growls until i'm gone
she won't let me near him
unless she's by his side
and then she still looks at me
with such evil eyes
so here i am the puppy
your girlfriend as my mother
you are her favorite
and i feel so out of place
i cry deep down inside
knowing it's hard to be together
without our 'mother' being near you
while i am around
i'm not trying to steal you
i'm not that kind of person
i want you two together
but i want to stay your sister
should i stop talking to you
to win your girlfriend's love
or should i never stop talking
until she realizes that i'm not gone
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