My sister is a bit selfish

My sister clings to my arm,
She drags me to places she wants,
To the mall or to the bar,
If there’s no man to warm her heart

She complains to me a lot,
And she takes care of me when not,
Only when she’s lonely,
When no one will take her to places.

I love my sister, really,
But she rarely loves me back,
She doesn’t care when I get sick,
As long as there’s her lover in her room.

I try my best to bear it,
When she finds one to give her heart,
But she forgets me when she does,
And I miss her, but that’s that.

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