I love her
I hate her
I envy her
I am contorted
By my own desperate longing
She is unique
Headstrong
Unperfected perfection
Jealously burns through my veins
That's right, I'm just jealous
Freak!
I love her
I hate her
I envy her
I am her
My mirror image
My own flesh burns
A the thought of my own
Being happier than I
How goading and wretched
I sound when complex emotions
Are stated simply
It is not a matter of pure beauty and jealousy
But sisterhood filled with longing and spite!
My blood
My soul
My baby sister
I hate her
She is completed as I am unwhole
Lively as I am deadened
Compassionate as I am cold
Make due with what is mine
But I will always hate her
For making me the twisted figure that I am
And love her
Only because I have to
As sheer evidence
I left her mark upon this page
Cursed.
The fact that she is attached to me
Make my resentment and malice contort me more
Then if I looked on with broken eyes
Happiness is that of the past
There is always something
I hate Lily Evans