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They call me the first daughter, That I am the most privileged, Of the four who were lucky to come out- Of my great mother's blessed womb. They call me the shortest of the four, That I am a victim of stunted growth, And they advise me to take growth hormone, Like they know not, That my epiphyseal plates are fused. They also say that, I have consumed all the money, From my parents' pockets, And that my siblings are getting little, With access to only poor quality education. They say all things about me, But I choose to mask up my sorrows, With smiles and bright eyes. But deep down,I say to myself, That I will study and work hard, With all that I have, To return to them that have raised me- And shake off the doubts of those I'm borne with.