Companionship. The one thing you've sought for all your life. The one thing you never had once. You've tried everything. You've shapeshifted into people others care about. You've shown others your true form. You even mimicked your own sibling for god's sake. Nothing has worked. They always ran. They always were scared. No one even tried. You always envied your brother. His face. His appearance. It was perfect. He could gain a dozen friends with that face. Yet he hides it. He hides his best quality, for what reason? Because he doesn't like it? What type of backwards logic is that? You'd do anything for his face. To be considered. Normal. To experience what he has. Even now, like normal. Someone you wanted to have has drifted away. Was it a lie? Did she ever care? She just left. For someone who could harm you. You're getting tired of this. You're getting tired of this whole routine. Why do you even try? It's pointless either way. Even now, people will leave you. Even now, you're still covering for your brother.
