The Youngest's Burden

In laughter that echoes, I felt the divide,

while sunlight glinted off dishes, I hide.

Invisible threads weave through family ties,

a chorus of voices, yet I’m lost in their highs.

In shadows of siblings, I crave to belong,

the youngest, unnoticed, yet somehow still strong.

Each moment a dance where I learn to contend,

seeking connection, yet longing to blend.