My Sister's Gone.

She's like my sister,
she always cared.
i love her to death,
no matter who's there.

she's not always around,
when i need her the most.
i love to hear that lovely sound,
and see her as a beautiful ghost.

she's much prettier in person,
but that's all i'll ever get.
i don't ever see her anymore,
so i'll just go think and sit.

does she still love me?
i want to know.
and if she does,
how come it doesn't always show?

sister, please come back,
without you,
my heart may just crack.