Older Sister

Perspective of being the oldest sister.

I didn't have a childhood

It past faster than it should

I raised my siblings on my own

And so fast I had grown

I never get any attention 

And have little to no expression

I'm told I'm too real

But that's to hide how I feel

I raise my voice but I'm never heard

Then my vision is blurred

I want to impress

Without ripping off flesh

No one looks in my direction 

And I'm not used to affection

now I push everyone away

Thinking all morals are grey