Am I merely hand out waiting her for you Am I just another hand out that you saw coming Am I the one you turn to because to you I Am a soft touch Am I useful or used? AmI trusted or abused? Am I willing to walk the road that I see before me Who am I to you but more importantly Who am I to me? You stand hand outstretched and my wallet Is this your wishing well? There is one that thinks I am her personal provider Her faith she lays in the guilt trips she plotted, planned and kept me company There is a sister that is confused and believes we are merely friends blood related acquaintance in her eyes we are friends In mine we are sisters, blood related sisters. I Am not your friend, best friend or acquaintance, but your sister This means I am your best friend, your shoulder to cry on, your one and only I am Yours and You are mine, your pain is mine and I will stand by you. Trust issues. We all suffering from trust issues and we have lost the knowledge of who we are