Thought I knew my face in the glass

So sure of myself in the past

Had to change, had to think to belong

Misled about how to be strong



Always taking middle ground

Identity to be found



Some may say that I fit right in

But where are they coming from?

You could say I'm more common than Smith

But as rare as they come



Simple minded yet simply unique

Living in a dull world with mystique

Not elite, just apart from the rest

Just above but no need to contest



How could a name mean so much

when stereotypes are true?

Have no need to find yourself

Throw away a point of view



Some may say that I fit right in

But where are they coming from?

You could say I'm more common than Smith

But as rare as they come



Serves them right, as they stay in their world

With identical thoughts and minds

But how many times, do you see

One of a kind



Some may say that I fit right in

But where are they coming from?

You could say I'm more common than Smith

But as rare as they come