I've been thinking about it
And even though I'm not really square
I fit into a box
All of me, does.

Packaged neatly
With attractive labels
And artwork
Different and obscure

All boxes are the same
Suffocating
Tiny
But, oh so convenient

And every day
I seek a new, shiny label
An ironic stamp
To decorate my box

Cause my box
Is mine
And that's me
And nobody else

You think they all look the same?
Look again
See, mine's got all these cool stickers
That the other boxes haven't found, yet...

I am what I am
And nobody else can be me
Well, unless they get all the cool stuff
That I have on my box

No need to worry, though
I'm leaving my box today
Not cause I don't wanna fit in like everyone else
It's cause I don't know why I was in one

*In the first place