Joely..
You were my best friend.
Seven years of us.
We could have been sisters
We could have been close
Now, where did that go?
You were my mother
You were... that girl
You changed me...
You were the one who made me..
Into girls like you.
But it didn't stop there.
I called your mum "mum"
She called me "her little girl"
I swear we were sisters!
But... do sisters strip me?
Do they rip me of my pride
My dignity and my sanity?
Do they bleed me like you did?
Do they ruin lives
And ruin dreams?
Do you feel regret?
You've made me question everything
You burnt me with shame
And now I look at your eyes
Tell me...
Are you sorry?
