I am not my own
“Little sister” they call me,
But they say it
as if it means
“Little failure,
You’ll never be as good as her,
All that you are
is little sister “

I am not my own
Will I always stand
in your shadow?
Will they ever know
who I am?
Or am I stuck,
like an icicle
to your icy shadow

I am not my own
Although
mom tells me we’re different
I don’t see it
How can I be unique
if all anyone sees
is you?

I am not my own
but I’m not yours either
and one day,
dear sister,
You won’t own me
and I will melt
from winters’ shadow
and become
not little sister
but person
instead