My twin and I

My Sister
My twin and I, we don’t get along,
I am weak and she is strong,
She flies, and I stay down,
Her hair is blonde, but mine is brown,
She always does things ten times better,
She’s the fashion trend setter,
Opportunities shower her,
Her beauty causes a stir,
But deep down, I love her lots,
Though she is stripes and I am dots,
She can make me cry or make me smile,
She doesn’t care if I cramp her style,
My twin and I, we don’t always get on,
But I will miss her when she is gone.