Out of blue I came to you

 You believed my truth

   You stuck me through

    Fat or thin it didn’t matter

    You cared for me n removed my blues

    Mom gave me money,

    You gave me more

     No wonder I call you my second ATM

    My highs or lows

   You were by my side

    You loved me even when

     Everybody despised my sight

      When I couldn’t talk

      You are my voice

       I have eyes

        You gave me vision

       We hav differences

       We have our fights

      Yet I don’t know why

      You are always my guiding light

      We don’t look alike,

      It doesn’t matter

      We are one soul

      Why should anyone bother?

    Its not a surprise

     I cling to you

    Not a surprise

    You see me through

     Maybe we are psychic

      Maybe we are mad

      But I am glad, my sister.

      I am luckly,

     I have two mom’s and two dad’s!