Jay P Narain
Sibling In The Middle - Poem by Jay P Narain
Sibling in the middle,
lost in thoughts.
The parents get twinkle of joy in their eyes,
when they play and laugh with the eldest,
They see pupil of their eyes,
when they hold the youngest up high.
I am the sibling in the middle,
always ignored and overlooked in life.
Do I have to be a rebel and revolt against you?
Do I have to write hate notes on you in my diary?
Do I have to feel depressed and lonely?
Do I have to cry?
Do I have to complain to my friends,
that my parents don't care about me?
Think of me as your forgotten child,
play and laugh with me so that I feel wanted.
All I need is the same hug and kiss,
which you give it to your other kids.
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