middle child

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brother,
you've starred in some of my worst dreams
you've watched me fall
i've watched you bleed
i know, just how strange it can be
to be the middle child
and getting lost in the streets
i've been in the middle
with constant trials to defeat
the family drama
and the reasons mom is crying
i'm dying inside
i fell to my knees
begged for God to save us both
dodging bullets in my dreams
and asking myself
will it be you or me?
my anxious mind
just haunts and torments me
but in these dreams
i save you every time
and in real life, time after time
i still save you every time
but as long as i'm alive
i pledge to stand by your side
my only question
when the tables turn
and the world is upside down
as i stumble through the town
the vase falls
and the flowers burn beneath the ground
the sky falls
and the clouds crawl
in the ocean beside the quicksand
that i fall through and drown
who will be there to save me?

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