Why can't I be like you

Everyone likes you better, my husband included, your smart, have an important job, a proper education. my kids adore you. That one really kills me. We always get along, but we almost never spend time actually around each other. When your here though, I just blend in with the walls. You don't acknowledge what I'm talking about, and the look of disdain on your face when I showed you around my shop was very clear. You think your better than me, well your not wrong, but I want my home to feel like a home again. I always marvel at how different we are considering we are identical twins. I just want to cry