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Always out done
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I feel invisible
And it’s all because of you
You never acknowledge me
Or anything I do
It’s so frustrating
Am I see threw?
My accomplishments out shined
By that little boy, yes you
Why’s he so special?
Aren't I special l too?
I try so hard so you’ll just look at me
And talking about it is taboo
I’m hurt whenever it happens
Each time is like déjà vu
But I guess it comes with the title: middle
Something unknown to you
The feeling of never being good enough
Is a feeling you’ll never relate to
Sometimes I feel invisible
But I guess that’s nothing new
Because no matter what
He’ll always be the one to out do
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i've been feeling really left out and forgotten lately by my mom, my brother's always gotten bad grades he just could never focus and we found out he had adhd and add so we put him on medicine and now he's doing amazing and getting strait a's which is awesome i'm happy for him truly but every time he brings home an a my mom is just like " OH MY GOSH!!!! SEAN THATS AMAZING!!!!!! IM SO PROUD OF YOU! You want a surprise here! heres this this and this! " and then theres me: "he mom i got 2 of my pieces on display and these are just the first 2 projects! and i have a b+ in math just 1% shy of an a(unheard of in math for me) and i got a 97 on my spanish test!(freaking mind blowing this is spanish 2 and i dont know anything) i even got on the honor role! " "ya thats nice, good job" half the time she's not even looking at me its like she didnt even hear me and she just says it like she's completely distracted and doesnt care at all, this always used to happen with my sister even though she got horrible grades and got in trouble and my were strait a's i feel like i'm always running but this shadow always looms over me its like i can never be good enough no matter what i dont even read my poems to her anymore she just seems uninterested and always ask what the pple in poetry club think about my depressing poems THEY'RE NOT ALL DEPRESSING! i've written some happy and love ones too. i use them to vent without them i could never express what i feel openly and it hurts that she said that so i havent been reading them i've just been distancing myself, lately i'm always angry with my brother and mom it like as soon as i get home theres just so much anger i havent told her how i felt i was going to but in a fit or rage i told sean that a hated coming home because of them and he told my mom and then she got mad and played it like she was the victim! which made me even more mad! she constantly baby's him never scolding or getting onto him so im always the bad guy i do everything for him seriously i cook, clean his room, pick out his clothes, basically do his homework,do his chores, everything and i mean i can understand that she's tired when she gets home from work but cant i have a break too?? she gets on to me for the tone i use with him and getting onto him but at least i have one! why dont you freaking keep you kid in check!? i feel like i'm just the maid living here sometimes, i mean i would never wish i wasnt here or anything but a little back up and even a little bit of this stuff lifted from my shoulders would be nice *sigh* i guess i'll stop ranting now sorry
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I love all your work and know how it is as a middle child. The youngest is perfect everyone else is in the way.