I thought you were smart

swedishme123

better you say egotistical I reply.

 

sister: Just because

i think im better  

then everyone else 

Doesn't make me vain and entitled. 

 

me: But it does.

 

Sister: That's odd.

Me: what is?

 

Sister: you dont think your better then everyone else, 

We’re much smarter than other people. 

I mean your learning things in home school that 

Public schoolers would never even graze over.

Im fluent In latin does that not speak for itself. 

 

 

Oh yes high and mighty. Though you preach and practice

the lord all all mighty, pride is a sin, even I know that. 

you scream perfect Catholic girl; you've got the aesthetic just right. Follow whatever your priest says seamlessly. Yet you can't help but give in to the gluttony, lust, greed, sloth, and pride. you look perfect I can't help but think you've never struggled. 

its odd you think your better than everyone else and let it show on the outside, I believe I'm better than some people in areas I do not let it show on the outside.       

  • Author: S~Q (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 28th, 2026 01:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: I just love having conversations with my sister. ( I'm aware its sloppy do I care no...)
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  • Paul Bell

    Never diss the sister, especially if birthdays are coming up or she's got hot pals.

    • swedishme123

      Luckily it's months away

    • sorenbarrett

      Sisters are often alter egos and that internal conversation gos on and on. Fun read

      • swedishme123

        much appreciated, and yes my internal dialogue is quite loud it makes conversations with my sister all the more interesting.

        • sorenbarrett

          Most welcome

        • Friendship

          Enjoy your read.

          • swedishme123

            thank you thank you 🙂



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