A/N: OKAY. THIS PARTICULAR POEM WAS VERY HARD EMOTIONALLY FOR ME TO POST. I DONT KNOW WHY. I WOULD NEVER LET ANY FAMILY MEMBER SEE THIS, BUT I FELT LIKE I HAD TO GET THIS OFF OF MY CHEST. THANKS. PLEASE REVIEW.

She's everthing I'm not.

She's perfect in every way.

Why must she get this wonderful life?

That seems to get better every day.

The beautiful body.

With the personality to match.

How did you get so perfect?

However there is a catch.

She has two sides to her.

One that only I see.

She loves everyone else.

But sadly she hates me.

Her words are hateful.

Does she know they dig so deep?

I would love to live her life.

Just one day; a peep.

But I'm not her.

I never will be.

She'll live in her perfect world.

And I'll just be me.

She reeks havock on my life.

Like a wild twister.

It's hard to believe,

That she is my sister.