Forged Without Blood

(hummmmm) We didn’t grow up in the same damn house,

But somehow you know when I’m not okay now.

You see through my jokes,

my bite, my grin,

You know when I’m tired of fighting again.

We’re stitched together with trauma and laughs,

Inside jokes, playlists, unspoken maps.

Different worlds, same kind of scars,

Found each other like shooting stars.

The world tried to make us quiet and small,

But we found a place where we could be it all.

We’re sisters in everything but blood,

Built from chaos, tears,

and stubborn love. If I fall apart,

you’re already there, Middle of the night,

you don’t fucking care.

We’re loud, we’re weird,

we don’t fit the mold,

Matching souls with hearts of gold.

Chosen family, stuck for life— Sisters in everything but blood.

(yeah) You’ve seen me mask,

you’ve seen me break,

You know the nights I couldn’t take.

You never asked me to be less “me,” You said,

be loud, be proud,

just breathe.

From fandom rants to crying spells,

From “I’m fine” lies to truth-telling hells.

You held my hand when I shook inside,

Told me I didn’t have to hide.

They don’t know what it took to survive,

But you do—and you stayed by my side.

We’re sisters in everything but blood,

Sworn in rage, healing,

and trust.

When the world’s too sharp,

too cruel, too loud,

You’re my safe, my home,

my ground. We don’t need matching names or skin,

We chose each other—that’s where it begins.

Chosen family, ride or die— Sisters in everything but blood.

We’ve screamed in cars,

laughed till we cried,

Shared our fears we keep locked inside.

When I questioned who I am and why,

You never flinched—you met my eyes.

You didn’t try to fix my fire,

You said, burn bright,

don’t apologize.

If the world turns its back on me,

I know exactly where I’ll be— Right beside you,

shoulder to shoulder, Getting braver as we get older.

We’re sisters in everything but blood,

Bound by choice, by truth,

by love. Through trauma,

growth, through every phase,

You’ve loved me in a million ways.

We’re messy, real, unbreakable things,

With patched-up hearts and borrowed wings.

Chosen family till the end of time— Sisters in everything but blood.

(oh yeah)

Not born together… But we found each other.

And that means everything. (everything...)