Who am I to you?

My sister

You deny everything good I say,

You bring me down,

You wait till the day I no longer stay.

I can not talk to you

about how I feel.

You never believe me,

Why do you deny what I say is real?

You are always right,

Can never be wrong.

You are way to proud,

It has been like that for much too long

I hear your words,

said to others.

I sense your expressions

that in your mind hovers.

Something you lack,

to see in me.

The me I am now

and who I used to be.

You say live in the present,

Do not want to live in the past.

But for some odd reason,

The old me in your present you cast.

My dear sister,

Whom I would often defend,

Now I have seen how you really feel,

So all this time it was just pretend.

For far too long,

I have tried to deny all I have seen,

But the more alone I have been with you,

Everything I know I saw has become pristine.

I know this,

That you prefer another over me,

At least I now know,

With you around, I can never be the real me.