Some days it feels like no one cares
Sometimes they act like I’m not there
Sometimes everything’s my fault
Why can’t they treat like an adult?
They act like I can’t do anything right
They act like I start every fight
I just want to curl up and cry
And I keep asking the question, “Why?
Why is it always me? And never one of the others?
Why do I always get in trouble and not my brothers?”
I just don’t understand
Why they have such hard demands
The life of an oldest child isn’t the best
That’s why sometimes I just feel depressed.