On misty moons, I wander free,

Escaping life's cacophony,

The world's too loud—a fading sound,

As nature's peace enfolds me round.

I've never felt second best,

Being a twin, you get asked a lot of questions:

"Who's older?"

"Who's smarter?"

"Who's the favorite?"

I used to wake up and just watch you breathe,

I'd see your face and smile; we were in love. 

It hurt me in a way that I would seethe

Every time I saw you and I've become

A monster who covers all of their scars,