It was always us,
Your the oldest, I'm the middle, and he's the youngest child.

You were always happy, He was always rebelling
And I was always hiding

Hiding in both shadows,
Like I didn't exist at all
Always pushing me aside.

You always blamed your problems on me,
He was always fighting with me.

I accepted everything blamed my self for everything,
Hating myself.

I was always judging myself
hating my body,
Face,
And life.

I didn't feel anything anymore, and
Now I tell myself I'm okay
I'm not.

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