Chapitre 137: Barcode 1291700020
Sometimes I feel like just a number
FIRST born
Only SECOND place
Family of NINE
The ONLY girl out of SEVEN kids
Just ANOTHER kid who can't afford tuition
NEXT resume to be considered and passed up
TOO YOUNG to have any experience
OLD ENOUGH that I should have a solid grasp on my life's career
No one cares to actually give me a fighting chance anywhere
STATISTICS DON'T LIE
But what about the outliers?
My whole life is a testament that I am severely askew from your charts
First born makes me the queen-in-waiting
I will not tolerate slander from any second born or on down
Second place won't win me gold, but I have the next top spot and
Silver is more rare than gold, though few people know
Nine may be on the larger size for a family
But my SIX brothers and my dad will make sure boys treat me right
As the only girl, I get special perks too
I can be spoiled all I wanted and still more since I was their ONLY little girl
I'm not ashamed to be counted among my generation when it comes
To tuition struggles, it makes me prouder paying it off on my own power
It gets me down when I'm blown off for a piece of paper
That's on them though, someone else will be astonished by my skills
Experience isn't measured by age, but by circumstance
And trust me, I'm well versed in the results of chances' favorites
Now is just not the moment to have things figured out
I want to take the time to explore the random stuff
Like explaining land sickness to a sailor's child in small words
I'm not another number even when it feels like it
Those statistics can't comprehend my potential
It's spelt out in letters and memories
To everyone else, my barcode reads liability
But to me, and those who have seen me in action
Actions render my words justified and an asset
So here I am, Number 1291700020
Reporting for a jaw dropping demonstration
Wonders will never cease to amaze, coming from me
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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