You are my friend, my family, and my little sister
I never thought one day that I'll give your name a twister.
I remember when it was and how it had began
You'd shown me a drawing excitedly and I had tasted sand.
Asked me if it was good enough and what I thought of it
I thought it was done exquisitely and felt my eyebrows knit.
We had always been sketching, ever since I could remember
And yet I never once did think that you would become the better.
I did not know what the feeling was until a few days after
When you handed me another picture and the air rang with your laughter.
You were so happy and so proud, and I very pleased with you too
But somewhere deep inside unsatisfaction started to brew.
It was moments later when I declared a war
"From now on you are my rival, and I won't let you pass by far!"
But you only shook your head and said that I was weird
That kind of apathetic reaction was worse than I had feared.
Nonetheless I stood my ground, although sometimes it kills
Because you'd made me recognise your given artistic skills.