We're Not The Same, You Know

Despite what Some People might think, there are differences between us.

Her room is blue. Mine is pink.

She has brown hair. I have blond.

She's 5'3". I'm 5'6".

She's a size three. I'm a size I'd-rather-not-think-about-it.

She likes her paper wide ruled. I like mine college ruled.

She knows what she wants to do with her life. I haven't even got an inkling.

She doesn't seem to miss me at all. I'm still trying to come to terms with the fact that she is attending school half way across the country.

She is strong. I still can't figure out how I even made it this far.

She is my older sister; I will always look up to her. I'm her younger sister; she will always look down on me.