Being the eldest is a blessing and a curse. You have no older sibling(s) to protect you but you have to protect your younger siblings. You're like their 3rd parent. You're the experiment child in the family and the one stuck with all the rules. Sometimes you just wish to disappear and even prefer other places than your own home. If someone paid close attention to your face they'd see that the second you get home you sigh and have an empty look on your face. People often say that the oldest gets away with everything, no we don't we're always held back because our parents want us to turn into wonderful people but doing that only makes us worse. One thing I will change from parenting is the oldest sibling treatment we get treated like crap like we're a stranger in our own home.
Sometimes I ask myself if I am their sibling or parent.
A/n: This doesn't really happen to me but some do. Let me know if you relate.🫶🏽
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PoetryThese are poems that I think of and just write them down. If you have any topics you want me to write about I will gladly do so. Please no hate if you have any tips feel free to respond.
