A spell and die

This poem is called veronica. because it describes the relationship between my cruel sister veronica.. what i am about to say is true. my sister is abusive.
I Freaking hate my sister
I wonder why she yells?
Why are there tears everywhere?
Especially where i fell

She makes me cry
When she leaves these marks on my arms
I wish she was a sister
That wished me no harm

I wonder one day
If i decided to die
will she be there by my coffin?
and remember me and cry?

This is something i wish
though it wont ever be true
because she is the # 1 reason
why i am so blue

The tears on this page
will never fade away
and from all these years of abuse
I hope it her life she pays!!!!!

summing up this whole poem...
i hate my sister from all the pain and hurt she has caused me. though love her because she is my sister but i cant say she feels the same way for me.
the one reason why i love her is because she is my role model i learn from her mistakes instead of making my own. she Mayde me a kinder person. though i still hate her with ALL of my heart!!!!!!!