My Sis

Super humans don't exist, at least that's what I thought until I met an Intelligent person in my classmate when we were just three. Xerophyte describes our attitudes towards life. She so hot, she makes Tabasco look like ice. But don't be fooled by her Appearances, tick her off and you'll see my sis' fist in your face. So trust me when I say you'll be famous One day. No matter what they say On the sky you'll shine brighter than any other star because my Narcissuses are never wrong about life. Must we have such talent that Excludes us from our families? Tao we try but never Endure. We must choose our own path and Obscure our past. Rippled waves of thoughts run through my brain. P.S. Sixta is my sis. We've known each other since pre-k and our birthdays aren't even a month apart!