Something That Just Is Testo

So whatIf I don't know who I am
Or care that I'm not like you
So why do I try to fit into these pants
They're too tight, they're too long, they're faded
Too much not like me
All but a dream
All but a smile
All but a dream
All but a smile
So here we sit
Strapped for happiness
There is nowhere safe
Something that just is
A thought, a smile, a dream
All but a dream
All but a smile
All but a dream
All but a smile