AN: Oh look...an update. Well it has been over a year so I think it is about time that I update...Anyways
I don't own Rise of the Guardians
If this could trigger you then please do not read...
If you do read this then please review.
I feel unloved and ignored
I feel my heart being stabbed with a sword
It seems that I don't measure up to them
And it seems this is where all my problems stem
My entire life has been such a mess
From trying to compete I'm under so much stress
I thought it didn't matter that I'm not my sisters or brother
I thought we were all different from one another
But I guess that I'm wrong, because I guess it is true
That in your heart I don't matter to you
And I guess it might be strange to be thing this way
Because I was raised to want to live each day
But that's not how I'm feeling, at least not right now
I'm reading the subtext and it's getting kind of loud
And I was raised to always be selfless
But I've become the opposite and the cause is all this stress
The stress of trying to beat my sisters and brother
And trying to win the love of my father and mother
And trying to be noticed for once in my life
But it seems it'd be easier being stabbed with a knife
I wish I didn't have middle-child syndrome anymore
Because then maybe I'd feel there was something worth living for
This is why I'm glad my friends haven't met my family
Because that's usually when they forget about me
I tried getting attention by getting good grades
But that is just something for which I'm not made
And I tried getting attention by playing sports
But it seems the stick on this end is short
And I tried getting attention by being good at art
But it seems all I could draw were broken hearts
And I tried getting attention by making them meals
But it seems it's only the cold shoulder I could feel
And I tried getting attention by playing an instrument
But it seems that is something for which I'm not meant
I tried getting attention by doing so much good
But is seems that didn't work so maybe something bad could
So I tried getting attention by doing drugs
But it seems my parents would only turn away and shrug
And I tried getting attention by drinking
But it seems that's when I did my darkest thinking
So I tried getting attention by stealing
But it seems not even that sent my parents reeling
And I tried getting attention by running away
But it seems they didn't notice, not even after thirty days
And I tried getting attention by having premarital sex
But it seems they couldn't even bother to send a pregnancy test through FedEx
And I tried getting attention by killing myself
But it seems, to them, I was worth less than a dusty trophy on an attic shelf
And I tried getting attention; oh trust me I did…
But it seems that they just replaced me with another kid