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Why is my face split in two?
A twin I call her,
Confident and beautiful,
Funny and entertaining,
Her smiles light up every room.
A life of the party,
Excellent in every word.
A frown I like to wear,
I leave the smiles to her,
It suits just one of us.
I think I'm not that pretty,
The face we share says different,
And even when people tell me,
I think they speak of her.
I hate when people see me,
They want me to be her,
They expect charm and charisma
And then my jokes fall flat.
I'm in my head a lot,
Thinking how to become her.
Never together we are
Always one at every time.
I cannot talk about her
And she herself can't too,
Cause then people would notice,
She's one and I'm the same.
A person I created,
To make myself feel safe,
But then she turned out,
Better than I ever was.
But only in her shadows,
I find the solace I seek.
And I hope that maybe someday,
She's all that I'll become.
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