It all started when I was born,
brought into a family of hate...

Today I saw a young girl sat on her own,
I asked her to tell me why she was alone...

I'm a little prisoner,
scarred by self doubt...

I feel I want to end it all,
trying to get it off my mind...

Thinking of the past,
each night I go to bed...

She is a special little lady,
the one whose in my heart...

I sit here all alone, swallowing all my tears,
so much time to think and worry about my fears...

I am back to my old self, bubbly and loud,
smiling and laughing, I'm back in a crowd...

Broken heart,
torn apart...

Friendship is the sweetest thing,
It brings love, happiness and Joy...

You're supposed to be my sister,
I should be looking up to you...

This letter is for you, my very best friend,
is so that my heart, can only heal and mend...