Why did you never call me beautiful?
Why was it always her?
Why did you compare us daily
Why were neither of us ever enough
Did you know that she would starve herself?
Did you know that I would hurt myself?
Did you think you'd make us enemies?
There are things that she will never tell you,
Things that I will never say out loud
She has secrets I have scars
we're alike and both to proud
we don't say what we both know.
preventing this was possible
if you had even tried
all you had to do was love us
instead of changing who we were inside
It is late now
The darkness is here
The damage is too much to take
and all you had to do was say
we were beautiful.