If everyone is dressed in bright colors 

 

   And spontaneous personalities 

 

  But I'm just normal old me

 

  Don't I stand out?

 

  I mean,

 

  If everyone is different

 

  And I'm the same different as someone else's different

 

  Because I don't know who me is

 

  Even when everyone else does

 

  Don't I stand out?

 

  Sure,

 

  I'm broken and scared and colorless

 

  And I don't fit in with the uniqueness

 

  And I'm not the smartest or the brightest

 

  Or the strongest or the bravest

 

  But I'm just, you know, me

 

  Don't I stand out?

 

   I'm colorless in a sea of color

 

  But I'm still standing out

 

  And being plain seems alright to me.