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But what about me daddy?
When I was 5, I craved attention,
so i tried and cried seeking affection
mom was sweet to her son
Daddy was making my sister's bun.
I was there too, out about
making them love me, I screamed and shout.
I love my sister, I envied her a lot,
she got good grades, new bike, new teeth to show
Mom said I am too pretty but I never felt so.
But i was happy, I got my sisters hand me downs
My brother got a new bike from another town.
fifteen years later now i feel so rude.
push people away, prefer solitude
I never believe in love, never seen one.
I had a lovely family of 5, with a daughter and a son.
But, but what about me, daddy?
You will find me where the grasses are greener - pourel.
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Reverie on 13 Apr 2024
I can understand your pain. Being a middle child is the worst. To be forgotten even by your family. It's okay. You'll find someone who'll remember you when you forget yourself. It maybe a friend, a partner, anyone.