She's always there behind my shoulder
when I look in the mirror.
She's always there to comfort me
when I want to disappear.
She's never said a word of hate
or given me a glare.
She's right there to back me up
when I quail from all the stares.
Her voice whispers to me
just a breath upon my ear.
Her misty hands touch my cheeks
and wipe up all the tears.
She listened to my sorrows
and never asked me why.
Her spirit was what held me here
when I wanted to die.
She's the one who reassured me
when my life was stetched too thin.
She's the one who'll always know
how I love my ghostly twin.