With age comes responsibility.
As years pass, the more things get pushed into your own hands.
You now have not just your life to run but your siblings too.
Even though you take care of them, you don't get credit, you get yelled at.
You feel as though you should understand, but your throat goes dry and cheeks get wet because you're getting shoved around and stepped on.
You're tired because you're sick of seeing littler ones get babied.
Tired of seeing that the fact that you were born a few years earlier than the other offspring of your parents affecting the way you're treated.
Your a youngster but fulfilled with more stress than dreams.
Your sick, dont know what to think.
Buried beyond control.
With age comes responsobility and I'm growing up way to fast.