Half Sister

I never had any of your mother
But I have all of your father
Old shoes, pillows and keychains
I kept what I could get my hands on
Paintings, photos and report cards
We kept what we could get our hands on

& tell me

Look at all my copes

& tell me I don't heal

Test out all my hopes

& tell me I don't feel

Try on all my clothes

& tell me I don't wear

Read out all my prose

& tell me I don't tear

Find out all my fears

& tell me I don't try

Count up all my years

& tell me I don't lie