Who I'm Not

I could be the voice
The stereo will sell you
And no one really values
Singing on the auction block
But I’m not
And I could be the dirt
That everybody walks on
And soak up all their thoughts on
How to make it to the top, but I’m not
But I’m not
Through every stage of understanding
They try to tell me what I want
And I can’t say just who I am yet
But I’m closer, than I thought
'cause I know who I’m not
I could be the breath
That blows out someone’s candles
Whispers under handed
Jealous wishes in the dark
But I’m not
And I could be the critic
With judgement in my eyes
Sat on nothing but the prize
The kind that hides a broken heart
But I’m not, but I’m not
Through every stage of understanding
They try to tell me what I want
And I can’t say just who I am yet
But I’m closer, than I thought
'cause I know who I’m not
I could be the step
Blind but still believing
I will find my freedom
They may say that I am lost
But I’m not