We're a pair of mismatched socks
orange and blue
contrasting, complimentary colors.
We're a pair of hopeless kids.
We don't have a chance, yet here we are trying to make our places in the world.
I respect you so much and want the best for you.
I just wish I could be less of an emotional burden.
I guess that’s what big sisters do,
make sure their little brothers make it.
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