Jack of all trades.

Was born ordinary, no more no less
With hands, no wings
Fingers, no tentacles
I was hoping a mermaid but grateful anyway,
I see, I talk
Can write and solve
I hear, I speak
Can be everything in between
The birds fly high
I can only reach enough
Enough to be above, enough to be under some
Nothing special to improve
Unextraordinary to be sure
Searching for the ultimate passion But doesn’t fit in any of the descriptions
Torn between all, or maybe nothing at all
Stuck between everything, my best is nowhere to be seen
Like a bird lost in the middle,
A speech lost in translation,
A jack of all trades in motion.

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