Sister, I write this to you.

When we were young we were close,
We used to play all day,
But now that we’re older she hates me,
Those feelings will never go away.

She used to make me giggle,
She’d hug me when I cried,
She always made me happy,
I know how hard she tried.

She could talk to me about anything,
She’d hold me when I was sad,
She’d stick up for me when I’d done something,
Even when mummy got mad.

I had a happy childhood,
Nothing ever went wrong,
And all the time I knew,
She’d be there for me all along.

Now we’ve both grown older,
And I see the world with a different view,
And for so long it’s been different,
Sister, I write this to you.

I never talk to you anymore,
I know you wish I was dead,
But I don’t understand why,
Was it something I did or said?

Why do you hate me?
I don’t’ understand, what did I do?
And you feel the same for dad,
Why do you hate him too?

Everything I do
Seems to drive you insane,
Hwy do you always want
To cause me so much pain?

And yet you have no choice,
You have me for life,
So then why all the trouble?
Why all the strife?

This may be your heaven
But it’s my own personal hell
You always get so angry at me
You always scream and yell.

I know I say
I wouldn’t care if you were dying,
But the truth is,
I would spend the rest of my life crying.

And so now, these days,
You no longer know the things I go through,
I miss you, my best friend,
Sister, I write this to you…

i wrote this for english, tell me what you think!
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