My sister

Are we really friends?
We argue all the time

..Tears pour down
we feel guilty inside

Is this the way friends are meant to be?
smiling one time, crying the next
Is this a mistake?
why are we friends?
when all we do is fight endlessly

We don't call
waiting for the other to call
we don't want to expose our feelings
incase they will hurt the other one

We take the easy way out?
Are we meant to be friends...
Chance brought together
but is our choice correct?

I wonder this thought
Each time I head to sleep,
But then I realize without you
..I am... nothing?

You are my sister
whom I'll talk to when I am down
We care about feelings
to think what we say will hurt the other one
is unbearable..thus..we keep it to ourselves

You are my sister,
without you I am nothing..
Don't ever leave me
because I will crumble into pieces