Letra de Strident Voices

It is hard to look at her
She holds my gaze and it stings my eyes
An ache that threads
Through my brain
As hard as I try I cannot think
Of what reason she would give
For accompanying me
And I don't ask, in case she cannot either
I look upon her as though a stranger
What brought us here?
What absurdity that we two have any connection?
Every day
I am the understudy
Disconcertingly drafted in
To convince of a character
That is greater than I
That no one expected me to truly ever be
Oh the grace, the strength
That she has never realised she has;
As it would have been the death of us
And surely the making of her
Loyalty in her reaches new heights
Beauty has taken a new turn
Inadequacy has found a new name
And it is mine