Born For Mediocrity
Posted by
CMG
on August 27, 2022
2 mins read
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expectations
Welcome my son or daughter, to this world of wonder that is to be your home. From your mother's womb to your parents' arms, oh how wonderful, how special. The joy of parenthood heeds no equal, as your parents hold you tight with a tear near the eye.
A little angle to be exact, what wonders might you make, what titles might you take. A little genius on two feet, an artist, a scientist, a star. Oh yes you will take the world with storm, ruffle their feathers, amaze and enchant them.
Off you go out on the playground, out in the world my dear. Here you see the other stars, with parents as proud as yours, running around in the same type of shoes. The difference between you, the similarity too, as you start comparing, start competing.
For it's hard to be special, especially if all are so, you need to shine you need to climb. To be the best, to match your parents' ambitions and lift their legacy. So reach for the top my child, though it is hard to reach, much harder than you'd expect.
Yes mommy's buttercup might find the work exhausting, the climb too steep, their abilities failing. With so many special people the competition is intense, you see them climbing, some with tools some without. All reaching for the top without delay.
You climb and climb the best you can, with might and grit you carry on. The prince or princess do proceed, as you reach new highs you'll find it steeper, you find yourself without breath. The energy is no more, the top so out of reach, left is only anger.
The wonder child, the special guy, stuck at a hill towards the top. Sitting with other ambitious children, you'll find the climb overwhelming. Not all are born for greatness, to be special are reserved for the few. So you find yourself among others, who to their parents were special too...
