Prompt 134 - "Almost There"
Why does everyone talk about you like you're a godsend? I'm so tired of doing my best, and the most I get is a "good job, Raph" or "funny, Raph, now act like you're serious about this". You could walk on glass and everybody reaches out to wipe the blood from your feet. No matter what you say, good or bad, people agree with it; if I say something off, I'm suddenly a dumbass or a drama queen. A constant reminder of how pathetic I am.
And then I tell myself: why are you getting mad at your brother? It's not like he tells people to lick his bald head and say it tastes like a gumdrop. Leo can't help it if he's perfect and likes to keep everything in order. It doesn't help when the others always compare me to him. Would you clowns STOP that? All of you! We're not conjoined twins and I don't have an obsession with him! He's not Leonardo the Great; he's Leonardo, my BROTHER.
Time after time, he had the better toys, better weapons, better books, and better birthdays. Splinter tells me that I'm not his least favorite son, and I know that. I do, folks. I just grow tired of always being under Leonardo's crystal feet.
It's like I'm just... almost there but not quite.