The Least Of All.... Poem by cauna natsumi

Always put last but never first
times when I want to spend time with parents
they don't want to spend it with me
but I guess we're even when I do the same
when I have problems going on
you rather deal with it later
for you have enough on your plate
but I bet you I can have more then you
and still have time for you
oldest jobless
youngest needs to be token care of
middle child is treated with the least of problems
so is given the most weight but thanks to the oldest helping, things seem more bare able.

I keep things hidden till it boils over
or till it fades and nothing more but numbness is left
with a fake smile
a person with the least problems I will stay
till they realize that they're not the only one with problems.

Dad doesn't want to deal rather sit in room in the dark of what going on then rather be part of the lives of the drama in which this house holds nothing more then at its minimum.
Mother has to much stress of over work with the non sense of drama at work tries but may fail at her attempts of a better life. Pays attention to the little ones demands while the dad just sits like a lump on his couch chair playing his Xbox360 or stares at the blank tv screen.
Together they smoke
with the stresses of life
with the middle child fully aware of whats at stake here.

Willing to help but acts like a butt I may
I try my best cause I know what is at stake
loosing the house
mom getting over worked
dad getting mad or agitated over the noise of the kids
little sister can't handle worries just wants to be care free with her toys in her room
older brother can't find a job but tries his best at home
middle child knows whats best for everyone tries to lighten things up tries her best to help but non appreciate it
no recognition for how great she did on her math test which was
a bliss.

Call me lazy
or better yet say I don't do nothing
I dare you
I lighten the load of your drama
that goes around you
I could be full of suicidal thought
like I once did
but all you did was get anoyied
cause you got tired of the crying that I layed
before you saying and but yet pleading for help for these thoughts to go away all you ever did was bow your head and dissed.

Don't get me wrong I love my parents
if it came down to it I would die for them
I would dropp out of high school and go to work for them
which I agree they would do the same thing for me.

I'll take all you taught me and teach it to my kids
but to be honest one thing I will never do what your doing
is I'll pay attention to my kids no matter what happens
to me during the day
or what thoughts come my way
I'll be there for them day in and day out
if they want to talk
I'll put everything aside for them
Hell if they want to go somewhere or want to play a board game
I'll plan it a time for it and keep my word for the plans I make
instead of come up with nothing.

I'm sick of the drama
sick of your woe is me
here I am with more on my plate
and still standing......