No one is average.....

Average

By: Erin 

As a little one my teachers said I was an average child

I guess they judged me by the way my clothes always had patterns that were wild

School was not my favorite thing to do

No, apparently I’d rather play, or talk and get to know you

But later in my kid years I grew to be afraid of that word

Average, mediocre, common, or third

For I knew in my heart there was something special inside me

And it was something I wanted others to see

So I showed off to all that I could

Studied more than I should

Convinced myself I had to be the best to be good

But really I misunderstood

I was never average, mediocre, or ordinary too

And my friend, the same goes for you

You have talents, gifts, quirks, and abilities unlike any other

It’s something you can do without your big brother

Some people dance, sing, or play

Others are natural at leading the way

Still others pay close attention to what must get done

And some people are great at having fun

No one is ordinary, common or average no matter how big or small

We’re each our own person, with our own talents and tastes

I think that’s better all in all