Siblings

You don’t have to earn the right to cry
Misery’s no competition you could ever win but still you try
Anything is overwhelming when everyone expects you to be fine

I understand the way you spend your time
And we both take to drinking when the world is closing in on every side
It’s cheaper than a therapist, don’t keep you in the house like getting high

Day that I turned 29
You were wearing all of grandma’s jewelry
I was wearing tread off all my tires
Wondering “why am I alive?”

I’ve loved you long as you have been alive
I’ve carried you too young to walk
I’ve carried you too drunk to talk
We’ve danced and fought and told the truth and lied
You thought me better than I was and sometimes I pretended you were right

Day that I turned 35
You sign a different name on all your papers
I still send you every song I write
Wondering “how are we alive”?