I found this book with pages
That had images inside...

Our house is a broken home
We're not a real family...

We have a past together
It means something to me...

I see how you look at me
I'm just another girl...

Don't tell me that you love me
Don't tell me that you care...

To be best friends
It doesn't take a lot...

I'm sorry its taking so long
But my heart still belongs to him...

We use to be so close
Sisters until the end...

As I lose energy
I think of when I wished to die...