She just wasn't the same anymore,
her body was still here,
she was still breathing, alive
but the old her was gone
she wasn't so sweet anymore,
her innocence gone with the wind
she's changed so much,
we don't get along as much anymore,
I've tried talking to her,
but she always wants to be alone...
She says this is for the best,
her changing into someone else,
in all truth though…
We want the sweet innocent Laila,
we want our real sister,
the problem is….
she's gone.
(This is actually the poem I wrote in creative writing that inspired me to write All We Have Is Each Other..I hope you enjoy this, AWHIEO, and all of my stories)