Why do we fight as adults? why not take care of it all when we’re young and don’t know better?!
There my sister stood
wondering what happened to your sisterhood
Another day, Another fight
remembering when we used to be tight
we don’t know why we do it
but everyday one of us is throwing a fit
our childhood we spent as friends
and now everyday we have to make amends
what is wrong with us
that we can’t go a day without a fuss
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