I’m an average person. I do average things, have an average life, and eat average amounts of food. I’m nothing special. Average plagues me. I hate being average. WHY am I not unique? Average is a curse. Why can’t I be special? Average is nothing extraordinary. Average is a terrible, terrible thing to be. I long to be more.
I don’t want to be average. Average is mediocre. Average means that you don’t strive to do your best. I want to do my best and excel at whatever I do for the glory of God. I want my life to shine!
meh. Being average is just being a normal person who doesnt stand out from the crowd. Whatever run of the mill means – thats what average means. meh
Less than. More than. Just.
It’s never good. Never bad. Just average.
Literally the very medium of every piece you’ve ever done.
Am I better than those around me? Worse?
No one ever looks at it as being better than half-it’s always the negative.
Just average.
I’m an average person. I do average things, have an average life, and eat average amounts of food. I’m nothing special. Average plagues me. I hate being average. WHY am I not unique? Average is a curse. Why can’t I be special? Average is nothing extraordinary. Average is a terrible, terrible thing to be. I long to be more.
I don’t want to be average. Average is mediocre. Average means that you don’t strive to do your best. I want to do my best and excel at whatever I do for the glory of God. I want my life to shine!
mediocre, not extraordinary. i fear this word. i loathe it. i dont want to be it.
but then, i crave it. i crave to blend in
but thats no fun…. right?
Absolutely nothing special, but appearances can be decievng. Sometimes average can be nice, the calm familiarity of routine.