The Life of a Twin

I know no other way of life,

Than always having a trouble maker at my side.

No other way,

 Besides having a friend

Into the late hours.

Nothing except having a partner,

So that I never encountered

Life alone.

I grew used to having an equal

With whom I could make a language.

Someone to drive our parents

Crazy with,

One who understood what I was going through.

I took for granted,

That I would not have to encounter high school alone,

But rather side by side.

Enduring that pains of

Inability to open lockers

And inevitably getting lost simultaneously.

I did not see benefit in a consoler

To go to at the end of the day,

Who could rant with me.

I ignored the benefits of my protector,

Someone who will always have my back,

Instead finding annoyance in endlessly being identified

As a pair.

So blind I have been

To the help

From whom I so

Frequently put down,

And lacked patience with.

As realization dawns that my steps

Toward my next four years in life

Will be taken

Without the ever adjacent pair

I am acutely aware of a new lifestyle,

One where no one by blood

 is required

To put up with me

 Or to be my  lookout.

A new chapter where no one will identify me as

“Tom’s sister” nor

Feel obligation to befriend me.

I will have to walk the path

By myself, as myself

Forgoing that constant innate bond.

A new identity will be born

Conceived with lack of

An ever present twin.

I welcome, but with some hesitation

My new life experience

Without a twin

But am excited to embrace

My life as a unique individual.