Classic Chevy Something or Other

I think I'm going to take up growing my hair way too long
and finding some baggy clothes to bury myself in
Sipping at what looks like tea but tastes like Theraflu
Maybe then I'll feel like I'm a deep enough person.
But until then, I think I'm gonna keep smiling at people when they look at me and walk by
And say 'hey' or 'how are you today'
Because that's just the kind of mask you gotta wear to survive.
I wish I was someone else, somewhere else, some other time.