She’s the middle daughter, full of rage, full of anger.
Full of thoughts no one ever gets to hear, full of thoughts which overwhelm her.
She’s the middle daughter, never the best, always enough to be thrown away to the side.
the one that's always treated unfairly, she overthinks everything far too much, but it is always suppressed within her, her anger, her hatred, her thoughts, her pain, it is all suppressed and caged within her because she fears of being an even bigger burden than she already is on the people around her.
no one ever seems to notice the middle daughter or the pain and suffering she hides and carries all by herself, but it’s definitely there.
It’s not easy to hide the pain, especially not when it starts to get visible on the outside.