We were twins, two of a kind,
Well, not in the mind.
The same, yet not.
Everything I have I bought,
Everything she has was given.
Being beside her feels like a prison.
I am a mistake,
But it's all fake,
She acts so perfect,
And well, I don't feel worth it.
She's everything I despise,
And it's all because of the lies.
So really, who am I? and who are you?
Fate made us sisters, there was nothing we could do.
What have we become?
All these differences feel dumb.
Come my twin,
Let us begin,
This life is not some game,
And well, it might be lame,
But let's restart,
Change many a part.
Because if we don't the only thing we have in common is well,
We're both going to hell.
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Poems
PoesíaThis is a collection of poems all written by me, they could just be were I take a word and run with it, or the mood I'm in, a story I heard, the past, the present ,or the future. No matter the content it is up to you to decide what it means.
