I have a sister...
The most beautiful girl I know
She is... stunning.
Her eyes are the brightest orbs you'll see
Her blinding smile
Warm like the sun,
angelic in many, any, ways
She is... the envy of many

But I don't.
In fact, I love my sister
very much
My sister,
has the softest hair you'll touch
Smooth like silk, black as ebony
And her skin,
So radiant.
She is... the epitome of beauty.
Of grace
Of everything...
Of the perfect woman


And I wasn't.
I am the plane Jane.
The lost swan.
The black sheep.
But that's okay.
I'm already her, anyways.