Unwanted

I'm someone's first born,  but it pains me to know that you didn't care that much to give as much of a thought  to me the first born. I  made you a mom first, but I  was never your first thought, nor was I ever a second or last. I  never had a place in your life,  I  was a place holder of bad memories,  that you wanted so bad to rid yourself of, you tried so hard to rid yourself of me but in the end I was back where it started and here we go again,  you trying one more time to rid yourself of me; but this time it wasn't only me it was three. But this time around I'll rid me of you, because I choose me, and my two. but we are three of you, but you still refuse to see me even with my two.