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I'm sorry I
I apologize
Didn't realize you thought the joke was old
I didn't realize you found the joke outdated
Guess the distance between us
The emotional distance between us is significant
Is much greater than the dinner table
Our emotional distance is more than the physical space at the dinner table
Everyone in this family is a comedian
Everyone in our family has a sense of humor
Halfway through their standup routine
They all perform comedic acts, halfway through their routines
I'm an audience member
I'm like an audience member in this family dynamic
Waiting for my cue to join in
Waiting for my turn to participate
And tell me what to say to the guy
Guide me on what to say to someone who texts me with good intentions
Who texts me meaning well some nights
Questioning if I'm leading him on or just being polite
Am I leading him on?
Am I unintentionally giving false impressions?
Think I'm just being nice
Seems like I'm just trying to be kind
You accuse me
You accuse me of being insincere at times
Of being that sometimes
Accusations of insincerity
I'm afraid of love and not living my life
I fear love and worry about not living life to the fullest
I'm a people pleaser pretending not to think twice
I tend to please others without much thought
Maybe my need for you is a hand me down
Perhaps my need for you is inherited or learned
Maybe I'll never know never know now
Uncertain if I'll ever fully understand
I'm sorry I
I apologize again
Didn't mean what I implied before
I didn't mean what I implied earlier
You caught me red handed
You caught me in the act of taking your makeup
Taking make up right out of your drawer
I just wanted to resemble you a bit more
I just wanted to look like
Desire to emulate your appearance
Look like you a little more
Not expecting you to believe my intentions
Not that you'd believe that at all
Still, you might not trust my explanation
I'm afraid of love and not living my life
I fear love and not fully experiencing life
I'm a people pleaser pretending not to think twice
I often please people without second thoughts
Oh maybe my need for you is a hand me down
Maybe my need for you is a learned behavior or trait
Or maybe I'll never know never know now
Or perhaps I'll never fully comprehend it
Don't know who I am anymore
Feeling lost about my identity
Anymore
No longer sure of who I am
I'm scared of the things that I'm dreaming for
Fearful of my aspirations and dreams
You said "It's called imposter syndrome
You mentioned "Imposter Syndrome"
Gotta shake it off before it rots you to the bone"
Advising to overcome it before it negatively impacts me
I sighed and begged you be honest
I requested honesty and sincerity
You said, "Well what else are sisters for?"
You, as a sister, responded with a lighthearted comment
As you smiled at me like I was stupid
Smiling at me as if I were foolish
"More than just hand me downs, that's for sure"
More than just inherited behaviors, our relationship is deeper
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