That’s not fair!
The constant yelling and fighting.
The urge of disgust,
but the love that is hidden,
underneath all of it.

The rare moments where we get along,
seem to never be noticed.
By the insults that don’t mean much.

Having a twin isn’t always,
the shallows that follow you.
It’s about how in years from,
Now they will be there for you.

There is always a way of words.
That we don’t use.
Our immature actions entitle us.
It’s double the giggles,
Double the grins,
And double the TROUBLE.

But the blaming one another,
for our actions.
Does get annoying.
But once again,
underneath all of that sibling rivalry,
We lift each other up when were,
Feeling down,
And
Be there for each other through,
Thick & thin.
I never thought I’d say this
But I kinda love my TWIN!