Principles

When did I become your sister?

Too many fault lines created
Waiting to be shattered

Handle with care
But you don't touch.

Speak of our future
But we're stuck in the past.

To talk of our problems
You would rather not speak of.

A new room to finally lay down
in, Wont create a bed of roses.

Why don't you see that it will
make my voyage an easier one if I
choose to step on board.

To go against my principles and
become evil with unkind words is
not so easy..

But It's what I'm reading up on.