ALTER EGO

ALTER EGO Cara Robert she was, called They all accepted her I did too An amazing young lady Vibrant Full of life And resourcefulness Always ready to talk And communicated with wise I could only think twice She was An exception Slow to act Apt in learning Giving in yearning With every second as it moved But she was Just an image An image of the imperfect me. She wasn't worthy to be called Me She was a nobody The existence of an Image nonexistent She died The moment she tried to live I survived