Emotions

Rage

You're the one they don't see,
The space between their favorite stars,
 The middle child shines, the youngest adored
And you, just a shadow fading far.

The baby gets the smiles, the coos,
The middle earns the praise, the pride,
But you? You are the empty room,
Where love seems too tired to reside.

Rage curls like fire beneath your skin,
Each glance they pass that skips your eyes.
You bite your tongue, you lock it in,
But anger knows no quiet disguise.

How can they not see the weight you bear?
The way your heart screams, but no one hears.
They pass you over, unaware,
And rage, unspoken, feeds your fears.

You rage at the love you never catch,
At the warmth they give, but you can't touch.
You rage at the way you don't quite match
Too much, too little, but never enough.

They pour their love into the others,
But you're just the extra piece.
A puzzle that doesn't quite belong,
A heart that waits for some release.

And still, you stand, the invisible one,
With all your rage, you're still alone.
A burning star with nowhere to run,
In a house that was never quite your own.