Leslie Hedlund - The Middle Child

Mommy, Daddy, why won't anybody listen to me?
Hello anyone?
Remember me?


Just another day as the middle child,
And this house I live in can become so WILD!
Handy downs and sharing rooms,
Big sisters who boss you as around,
And no privacy with little brothers reading your diary,
Oh why me?
Times like this I wish,
I could be an only child, and run free.
To have my own room, and hot showers,
Why must big sister and little brother get all the power?
Someday I will run away and no one will notice,
Maybe then my parents will open their eyes and see,
That they don't only have two kids,
But three.

Written by:
Leslie H.

2/19/06

Leslie Hedlund

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