I used to be jealous, angry, a real mess.
Any little comment would send me running to my room in distress.
I thought my little sister had ruined my life,
taken away all my parents’ love and caused me great strife.
But now I’ve seen the light,
and I’m done wanting to fight.
I went from jealous,
I want the world to know,
Being a big sister isn’t a disaster.
It just means having a real, live doll,