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My sister was born everyone acted like it was a party. When I came around it was a funeral. She only wore pink and bright colored clothes. I wore black skinny jeans and gray sneakers. She goes to church every Sunday. I stay home and eat Pringles. She dates boys. I've dated girls and boys. She listens to Ed Sheeran I rock out to Sleeping With Sirens She wins awards at school and everyone loves her. I get called names and my friends have all left. She draws pictures of flowers in a notebook. I draw scars on my wrists. She is perfect I am flawed She's an angel And I'm Not But I will never be like her
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Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC
I'll never be like her
My sister was born everyone acted like it was a party. When I came around it was a funeral. She only wore pink and bright colored clothes. I wore black skinny jeans and gray sneakers. She goes to church every Sunday. I stay home and eat Pringles. She dates boys. I've dated girls and boys. She listens to Ed Sheeran I rock out to Sleeping With Sirens She wins awards at school and everyone loves her. I get called names and my friends have all left. She draws pictures of flowers in a notebook. I draw scars on my wrists. She is perfect I am flawed She's an angel And I'm Not But I will never be like her
Me and my older sister are polar opposites. I will never be like her. I never will want to be like her.
#sisters#siblings#polaropposites
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kimberly-seely
California
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC
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