Shadows

I'm standing there, left in your shadow.

No where to go except down.

This is one place I have no chance of 

leaving.

You undermine me, disrespect me, but

that's not what you let people see.

You put on a show of love and stuff

when in reality it's all just a bluf.

I really can't stand you but you're my

"best friend."

We're too similar to get along.

We're the exact same person,

everyone says.

We're like Siamese twins.

Attached at the hip.

Everyone is wrong.

We're nothing alike.

You're 'better.'

I'm my own person. I don't need you to exist.

I am fully functional without 

your oh so low opinion of me.

I am me.

Not you.