I am an artist.
My brother and sister are wannabes.
They may not be very good yet, but they're very young, and better at all of these things than when I was at their ages.
So, that brings the question,
Even if I'm still better at my art than they are,
When we are adults and selling our art to the world,
Who will buy from me,
When my siblings are there?
Would you rather buy from the beautiful, charismatic, funny, nice, sweet, talented, positive, charming brother and sister or the loner, black sheep, sourly, depressed and suicidal OTHER sister?
I will be labelled as the copycat,
Because it makes more sense,
And for a better story.
The wicked sister,
Who was jealous of her beautiful siblings' many successes
Became a copycat.
Thankfully, in this story,
The villain will not prevail,
For everyone, even the dumbest among us,
Can see through a copycat.