This is a poem I wrote about my younger, annoying, arrogant sister... Enjoy! Oh, my young arrogant sister, Why do you treat our father this way? Our father tries to help you with your homework. Hey speaks loudly, trying to explain clearly of why and how. He asks you if you understand, you nod your head. He asks you to try it, but you reply that you don't understand. He explains over and over again. I see tears in your eyes, scared of his loud voice. He explains more slowly this last time, For you finally accused him of talking too much. I sit on a chair, watching the whole process. Oh, young arrogant sister, Why do you fear our mother? Our mother tries her best to help you with your piano. She speaks even more loudly than our father, Scolding you, when you make mistakes when you should'nt have, Scolding you to practice more. Tears were rolling down your cheeks, And yet, you ignore her remarks. I sit on a chair, watching the whole process. Oh, my young arrogant sister, Why do you treat me this way? I help you with your homework, when our father is not around. I help you with your piano when our mother is not around. I play with you when your bored. I apologize for hitting you, kicking you, and annoying you in the past. I speak softer than our parents. However, you ignore my apologies, And continue to use me as a slave only for your own uses. This time, I see the hatred in your eyes, burning for revenge of all my misdeeds. This time, I sit on a chair, crying. Oh, my young arrogant sister, Why do you treat us this way?