I’m the first; I have a lot of privaleges because i’m the oldest.

I’m the first; I excell so well that its an expectation, not an achievement.

I’m the first; I behave so nicely that a foot out of line is an explosion of attitude and disobedience.

I’m the first; I bite my tongue so often that speaking my mind is fighting back.

I’m the first; I push so hard that i’m lazy the moment I take a break.

I’m the first; I smile so much that they say I’m depressed if I don’t.

I was the first; I matured so fast that acting my age was immature.

I was the first; I was so nice that I couldn’t stand up for myself.

I was the first; I shrugged off so many things that I thought I might explode.

I was the first; I pretended so perfectly that the real me was seen as my bad side.

I was the first; I took care of others so diligently that I didnt have time to care for myself.

I was the first; I had a lot of responsibilies because I was the oldest.