Not as intelligent as her brother
She couldn’t give you a spiel
About the history of any
Particular subject or answer
Any question that you may have
With a well thought out answer
That if you did your research to check
You’d know that he was correct.

Not as pretty as her sister
Couldn’t do her make-up or hair to save her life
Knew nothing of fashion
And couldn’t produce a child even if she wanted to
Doctors said it would never happen.

Did what she could to hang onto what she had
But uncertainty flirted disastrously
Tempting and teasing until she could find no reason
To give in
Besides when he was away
He never seemed to miss her
Or at least not that she could tell
And upon return
He didn’t fight to keep her
The way that she had done for him
Or at least she had hoped she made that effort.

Nobody notices when she tries
Makes an attempt
Of any kind
To make things better for her life
She was never better than the rest
This little girl has always been second best.

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