Writing Prompt

My words were foolish,

You praised them as truth.

My actions were flawed,

You said I do no wrong.

You fattened me with sweet words,

While my brothers starved at my side.

I ask why, you say why not?

But while you softened me,

My brothers grew strong.

Their backs bent with their own weight.

Their hands were calloused,

Their souls were tough.

But you kept me from that greatness

That kn...

I’m not the favorite child

Nobody is

Not me

Not my brother

Not my other brother

Or even my other other brother

My parents say they love us all

EQUALLY ❤️

And I know they’re not lying

They talk about all of us

Only good

Never bad

I love my family❤️❤️❤️...

Her parents love her,

Shower her with gifts.

Everyone loves her,

She never does any wrong.

Her grades are immaculate,

Her room is tidy.

And they don’t want to think about the other one.

They focus on her.

She wonderful,

She is kind.

She is smart,

She will do great things.

Her parents do what she wants,

She always gets her way.

We go to her favourite restaurants,

And her favourite parks.

We...

I am the favorite child

Who gets praise

You are an outcast

Always to blame

You got out

I could not

What are your bad memories

Are my everyday

I was left behind

And I hate you

But your my brother

So I love you...

Always golden

Always the favorite

Never did anything wrong

Always good grades

Always perfect at everything

Never room for me

The second in this life

Everything is always centered around you

No one notices me

They only notice you

Your showered with everything you want

While I don’t get anything I want

I’m not perfect

But I wish for once I get attention

The time goes by

Your married f...

I hate being the favorite.

I don't like it at all one bit.

The pressure to be perfect.

The pressure to be great

The pressure to be astonishing and be the perfect weight.

I'm not perfect.

Nor am I great.

Stop painting my picture you claim I create.

Heaven forbid your perfect daughter is unique?

Is my originality too weird for the things that you speak?

Tell our family wonderful lies.

And ...

She is a brilliant star from above,

I am her shadow, dark and low.

She glides with the grace of a dove,

Yet casts her scorn on any raven’s woe.

She holds her books, boundless in beauty,

While I bear the sword and the weight of strife.

She laughs and smiles, unbound by duty,

While I retreat, a recluse, from her light-filled life....

I’d let you shit in my bed, piss on the floor

Wait for you to leave the room before cleaning it up, so you wouldn’t get embarrassed.

Turn a blind eye.

You never talk back, but if you did, I’d let you

Scream in my face

Drain my bank account

5000 cash bail for a quick thrill

Jail tattoo, scars on your belly

From swallowing a ball after the vanity of chewing wore thin

My American pit bull terrie...

Always there for them, always meeting their needs. Even if it stems from greed, they’re viewed through rose-colored glasses—the perfect one who constantly needs the beloved one, the only one they truly believe....

the favorite child

gets the attention -

and that is no surprise

the favorite child

gets his first car for free

gets the toys he wants

gets the college bond

they also get

the father’s dreams

that he never achieved

forced upon them

the mother’s religion

handcuffing them

to a church pew

the parents mistakes

as being first time parents

acting as salt in the wounds

the favorite child

is hawkeye...