Painful words cut deep
As you let them flow out
Like a swelling flood
Trying to drown me out.
Constant pressuring
not specifically you
But also your twin.
Constantly there with me
In all my pursuits
I do not want you there,
But still you come.
You try to support me
At every event
But only make it worse.
The car is the worst
We can't go five minutes
Without arguing;
We cannot stop fighting.
I know you love me,
You struggle to show it,
Though I know you try.
I know it sounds silly,
Not born together,
Alike in every way,
Yet not quite the same.
You both get the same look
In your cold blue eyes
During flurries of rage.
May 28, 2025
May 28, 2025 at 8:47 PM UTC
Painful words cut deep
As you let them flow out
Like a swelling flood
Trying to drown me out.
Constant pressuring
not specifically you
But also your twin.
Constantly there with me
In all my pursuits
I do not want you there,
But still you come.
You try to support me
At every event
But only make it worse.
The car is the worst
We can't go five minutes
Without arguing;
We cannot stop fighting.
I know you love me,
You struggle to show it,
Though I know you try.
I know it sounds silly,
Not born together,
Alike in every way,
Yet not quite the same.
You both get the same look
In your cold blue eyes
During flurries of rage.
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