Differences

We are so different.

What makes you who you are?

We have the same parents,

yet I don’t consider you my brother.

When did you become so harsh?

We have the same parents,

yet I don’t consider you my friend.

When did you become so materialistic?

We have the same parents,

yet I don’t consider you my blood.

Is it our age?

You might be older than I,

but wiser?

Is it our sex?

You might be the male,

but does that discount me?

Why are we so different?

You have no right to talk to me that way.

What makes you who you are?