LiceCOmate

I used to think I hated him, His pretty blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Then the first time he called me Jadey, I couldn't bear my lies. He grew and he grew, Taller and taller. But it didn't seem like he changed, Even if he were still smaller. He is autistic, That may sound bad. He annoys me so, He makes me mad. But at the end of the day, I'm in tears. Because he's in tears, We're chased by our fears. Every day he has an obstacle, Something in his way. It's hard for him to pass, To pass and seize the day. That is what a big sister is for, That is what I do. I help him out by scaring the baddies, I love him that is true.