A/N: Inspired by an AMV on YouTube with "Perfect" by Simple Plan.
Disclaimer: Don't own FMA at all.
Hate.
Is that really it?
What I feel for you?
You tiny, hot tempered fool.
Or is it my namesake, instead?
Envy...
Do I really envy you?
Am I jealous?
Of what, though?
I have everything.
I can be everything.
You can't.
I can turn your arm into flesh on me.
You can't.
So why would I be jealous?
You were abandoned like me.
We're almost the same.
I don't envy you.
I can't.
...So why do I have this name?
He wasn't there.
For both of us.
On the contary, he was with me longer.
But then...
I died.
And he left after he saw me reborn.
So are you just the perfect one?
Because he came back to you?
And he avoids me?
Am I jealous of that fact?
That he loves you more?
That you're the favorite?
Is that why I hate you?
Because you're just so damn perfect.
You didn't drink mercury.
You didn't die.
You're just so damn smart, aren't you?
So damn perfect.
The golden son.
The best.
While I, the first, sits here in last place.
Behind the one who never even spoke to him as a human.
You brothers...maybe I envy the both of you.
Or maybe just you.
Because you remind me so much of me.
I was the same.
I was quick to anger, stubborn, but I was good.
I was perfect.
...Was.
You...
You're the one.
The perfect one.
The one he loves.
The child he adores.
Protects.
Me?
Who would care about me anyway?
My mother doesn't even care.
But she says I'm perfect.
And I hate her for it.
Because she knows that's what I envy about you.
That you're perfect.
And that's the one thing I can never be.