The Diary Of Me

I'm a
laid back
t-shirt, blue jean, mood ring kind of girl
Hey, yeah, what's the word on you?
Lay low
i'm a mission, rebel, angel, devil.Little left of the middle, sometimes i get tempermental.

Here i am,
an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
On what you get
is what you see. Baby you hold
the key
to the diary of me.

I'm poetry,
complicated, simply stated,
hey, yeah,baby how bout you?
i was born free,
i'm a cell phone hippie, are you with me?when i mess up i don't get up, i just get down, yeah.

Here i am,
an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
On what you get
is what you see. Baby you hold
the key
to the diary of me

it's rainin on sunday,
there's nothin on tv.
yesterday was lonely
your the only one who gets me.
my mind is like an island
drifting through the ocean.
i can't stop thinkin about you, hope your thinkin about me too.

Here i am,
an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
On what you get
is what you see. Baby you hold
the key
to the diary of me

Here i am,
an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
On what you get
is what you see. Baby you hold
the key
to the diary of me