Just Like Her

I want to be just like her.
My older sister
the perfect child,
the popular,
the pretty one.
The one that never gets made fun of
Hurt inside
Bullied
The one that is never afraid to walk through the halls
and walk to class.
The one with the gorgeous boyfriend waiting for her after class.

But no.
I'm not like her.
I am the disposed child.
The geeky one out of place.
The ugly icky one.
The onethat is made fun of.
Hurt inside.
Bullied.
I am the one always afraid to walk through the halls
and walk to class.
And I am the one with the aggressive strong monster waiting for me after class.

If I were more like my sister my life would be simple and pain free.
Wonderful!
But no...
I'm not like my sister.