I guess it is a blessing
To own up little space
For even when I disappear
My absence is not felt

I've never owned a character
Solely by just myself
For I have shared identities
Always with someone else

I may be a daughter
But I'm not the only one
I'm not even the most special
Nor the favorite one at all

I may be a sister
But I'm not the only one
And whatever I can do
Someone else...