Krista, Jade, and I

They're identical. Short black hair.
Crisp green eyes that you can spot anywhere.
Although their hair is short, it still manages to cascade.
Although, the two of them, are my largest barricade.
"Hit them!," Yells Krista.
I'd rather not.
"Let's go to sleep, I'm tired,"
Jade says, but I'm in the middle of a thought.
The two of them are always chastising each other, at each others throats.
It's getting cold, I throw on my coat.
"That person is looking at us weird, Let's hide," Jade pleads, begs, even.
"Yeah, well I say we jump him! I beg he's got a few extra bucks on him." Krista demands.
But I walk up to the guy, he's nice, and his name is Steven. 
He thought I looked like someone else, that's why his face was scrunched.
"Let's go home. I have walls to punch," Krista whispers as a scream in my ear.
"Krista, I dont think that's a good idea! Somebody will hear."
They're not real. 
Krista, Jade, and I, are all the same. 
Well, our appearances, but our attitudes and personalities are separate. 
I can't put up with it, I want them gone, and I'm desperate.