Sancho Panza  this is me
I’m your Sancho Panza
I get along  I know my ground
With me around  there’s room for you to be amazing
I’m the one they don’t remember
Were you in our school  they say
I get asked about my name again:
Panza  Panza  Panza
Around the boulevards we walk
The sun is always on your face
And I am always in your shade
And I am always the funny one
How I hate being the funny one
I never chose to be her  it strikes me as unfair
And people at our feet to be with us
Such a small comfort l’m so used to this it turned me creative