midnight spells a rhyme

i'm not the girl with the front row seats
or the girls who everyone's dying to meet.
i'm not the girl who makes herself known
by the clothes that she wears or the skin that is shown.
i'm not the girl with the colorful hair
who needs constant approval to know that she's there;
and i'm sure not that girl with the guys on her arm
who "ooh's" them and "aah's" them with buttery charm.

i say the wrong things when the time's not quite right
and i forget to make the best use of daylight.
i'm clumsy and foolish and sometimes a bitch
but my bills are all paid, and in friendship i'm rich.
my life can be messy, my heart can be deep
oh what am i saying! i should be asleep!
the point of my rambling, i guess you can see
is that i am not perfect, i'm just plain old me.

with my flaws out before you, i feel slightly bare
but i know somewhere deeper, there's more to me there
my heart is real honest, my words don't deceive
as far as the future, i dare to believe
the reason i'm happy is deep down inside
in the core of my being, there's so much i hide
but the real me is in there, and out here to see
its fairly quite simple, i am just me...