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I know it's all my fault, and I know I've made mistakes,

but talking me down and hating me now is making me feel afraid.

Afraid of my future and who I may be

afraid of failure and that I may never succeed.

But who am I to even speak, my sister is really the gem.

She shines and she shines, while I'm just left alone for dead.

You probably don't get my feelings and I really don't expect you to, but

I just want you to know that I'll work and I'll work to be the child who can also shine through.

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