Being the youngest

Being the youngest means you’re never truly heard. You’re never the first choice and somehow, never enough. You’re expected to be the best version of everyone before you.

But here’s the twist:

You’re not allowed to mess up.

Your mistakes won’t be forgiven.

They expect you to have learned lessons you never even experienced.

And so you carry it. Quietly.

Until all you want is to scream as loud as possible to get that heavy feeling out of your throat where all the unspoken words are finally spoken.

To say the words you swallowed your whole life.

But even then… no one listens.

Because when it’s you, They all choose to go deaf.

And you’ll wither in the silence inside the hollow you carved by being quiet since the day you were born. Poor little girl, still waiting for her happy ending.