I was never blessed with a sporting gene,
always lagging behind in any physical activity.
As people used to say that I had a tendency
to run away from responsibilities,
as if my lack of athletic prowess was
somehow indicative of my character.

I never had a knack for understanding
mechanical things either, always struggling
to grasp the intricacies of how things worked.
So please bear with me, as I continue to work
on improving myself in this regard.

Communication has never been my strong suit either.
I never raised my voice enough to be heard,
often fading into the background
and finding solace in the silence.
It's in those moments of complete stillness
that I feel most at ease, away from the chaos of the world.

And then there's the topic of intimate conversations.
I never quite grasped the art of discussing
the more adventurous aspects of relationships.
It's not that I'm prudish or judgmental,
it's just that I never received the proper guidance
or education on the matter.
So, it's no wonder that I struggle to engage
in discussions about the more unconventional
aspects of intimacy.

And whenever I was called to the table,
I was labeled as the spoiled favorite.
However, as the youngest in the family,
I have grown accustomed to living off the scraps
left behind by my older siblings.