Sisters

You are like a sister to me We have grown up with each other From as close to day one As you can get Without being real sisters I love you with all my heart And I know none of this is intentional But we seem to be drifting Dear It’s been twelve years And the laughter is now forced Though only in front of others We are still sisters at heart And behind closed doors But why can’t that be In front of your friends? Why does the laughter Have to be forced for them? Why do I have to feel like Second class around them?

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