Yes we are sisters,
yes we love each other,
but will i really miss you when you leave?
Yes I will.

You treat me like im nothing,
and I hate when you lie,
I hate when you treat me like shit,
and I hate when you act nice to get something.

You mean everything to me,
but sometimes i wish we werent sisters.
With you its like we live two lives.
a nice life and a bad life.

I cant pretend to be what im not,
I cant pretend to be something you want,
im me,
and i have my own life.

When we hangout, its nice,
but when you yell and make me go away,
i cry and wish you wouldnt be like this.

With you its like a rollercoaster.
our relationship is up and down,
we can never get off,
your my sister and your my life.

I get told I look like you,
I always say no I dont,
because hearing that makes me sad,
I dont know why that makes me sad but it does.

When i give mom attitude,
she always says,
"I am geting rid of one I dont need another."

your my sister,
and I love you,
your my life,
and I want you to stay.