Because There are Two Others - Chapter 1

I was always the one in the middle

I was always the last one

No one really cared

No one cared about my fun

Because

There are two others

The youngest of us, the darling, the dear

Her honey-sweet voice, all one could hear

Oh how my father favors her so

My thoughts on this

He doesn’t bother to know

The middle child, the sass, the brat

Apparently charming and all of that

Oh how my mother favors her so

My feelings on this

She doesn’t bother to know

Then there is I

The eldest of us

They always get mad

At any sign of a fuss

I’m simply secluded

In my own world

Questioning myself

Like an orphanage girl

Oh how no one favors me so

Sometimes I wonder if I should go

They don’t seem to care

About my welfare

I’m left alone, but that’s alright

Cause they both have the other two

Tonight