This poem was written for me by my sister who I've...
she's an artist of sorts...
As i sit alone
and cry to myself...
I was once clean, but now I'm jaded
once whole but now I'm faded...
You were always my sister
and how I loved having you near...
I used to think that god wouldn't accept me
that if he was real why'd he put me through so...
I can't believe you'd
compare her to me...
I want to be invisible
no one to know how i feel...
How can you feel complete
and whole with love...
Are you aware
Of how you make me feel...
No one really understands her
She’s a question without an answer...