poem: sisters

[Catalyst]

i detest being the eldest
first to leave
always incharge
no-one to follow
solo explorer
presumed independant
last to be remembered
all the mistakes done to me

i despise being in the middle
abuse from both ends
peace-maker amoung siblings
invisible from outsiders
neither here nor there
second in command
stuck with the baby
nothing special about me

i hate being the youngest
last to leave
brunt of jokes
footsteps to follow
hand-me-downs
always the child
hanging on apron strings
its all been done before

we love being sisters
a gang of our own
protection against others
borrowing clothes
and stealing others
forgetting fights
no need to apologise
friends forever in life