There's One above,
There's One below.
We don't talk of,
They learn to grow.
They're wild, they're mild,
The forgotten,
The middle child.

The overlooked,
They're the unseen.
They're quiet, they're pushed,
The color green.
Clean hurts piled,
The shy, mild, quiet,
The middle child.

They're the class clown,
The socialite,
They never frown,
They caused the fight.
Watch out—they're wild!
Seeking attention,
The middle child.

Perfection above,
So charming below.
Pushed and shoved,
They keep up the show.
The doormat on tile,
Seeking attention,
The unnoticed child.