The Average Child

I don’t cause teachers trouble,
my grades have been OK.
I listen in my classes
and I’m in school everyday.

My teachers think I’m average,
my parents think so too.
I wish I didn’t know that
‘cause there’s lots I’d like to do.

I’d like to build a rocket, I have
a book that tells you how,
or start a stamp collection-well
there’s no use in trying now.

‘Cause since I found I’m average
I’m just smart enough you see,
to know there is nothing special
that I should expect of me.

I’m part of the majority,
that hump part of the bell,
who spends their life unnoticed
in an average kind of hell.