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I am the last of the two before me,
I am the family's “Golden Child”
But, a mother whom wanted a boy, never said why(I know the reason)
A father whom loves his daughters (Disappointed with the last one)
The first before me is the beautiful one
She tells me that I’m spoiled and ungrateful
She was born with beauty and athletic.
The first one before me has one thing in common with me,
Were by blood and nothing else.
The second one before me is smart
She won in math, got a bike for winning, parents proud of her (while one daughter won a certificate, not seeing her parents there).
She will get her diploma (while I try to keep up).
She was born with intelligence and the brains
The second one before me have one thing in common with me,
Were by blood and nothing else.
Now I’m the last of the two before me.
I am a runt from the family
The burden in the family
I am a bird with a broken wing trying to fly, trying to be included with the other birds with perfect unbroken wings
I was born with lying to myself
The two before me have one thing in common with me
Were by blood and nothing else.