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The Middle Child
When you look up, you will see the eldest
When you look down, you will see the youngest
And I will be in the middle
You would think I would be seen the most.....
But, I feel like the forgotten one
I am not the oldest, and get to do things first
I am not the youngest, who is cute as can be
I am the one stuck in the middle!!!!!!
So where does that leave me?
I am important too, hear my cry
They may be temper tantrums
They may be withdrawals
But please do not ignore?
For I too need to be loved
I'm also a child of yours.......