The Two of Us

Her, a favorite child,
She and her punk rock style,
She is the badass who despite the odds,
Succeeds.
Followed everywhere by music not A’s, 
She is celebrated for her mind. 

Me, the one that tries,
Sleepless nights wandering for a joke.
A bear on a tightrope
I walk with poise.
Refusing to dig under the road to get across, 
compliments come for my ease,
not my strength.

Strength, 
A boundless storm of independence.
Displeasing to most and who,
I wish most 

To be.