I hear Avril Lavigne blast
I’d rather be anything but ordinary
All the psychobabble books
Tell me strive to be extraordinary
don’t settle for ordinary
Nothing wrong with ordinary
Millions of ordinary people
Like me roam the earth
We live we die
Nothing wrong with ordinary
It’s not a stain
It’s not a curse
Nothing wrong with ordinary
So dear Avril
I am content with being
Nothing more than ordinary
Nothing wrong with ordinary