You think I'm far to crazy,
A little bit loud, maybe lazy.
You think I rock out hard,
That I play like a beast on guitar.
My sparkles shine so far,
My glamour's far to much.
But this is me,
It's who I am.
So my style's glam,
Well baby, that's my plan.
With this glitter on my face,
I'll tie my black boots laced.
My eyes I'll do up too,
With liners black or blue.
So here I am,
This is the real me.
Now that I'm grown,
My life I live alone.
My attitude is cruel,
The dance floor I will rule.
Take a good long look,
Cuz I'm an open book.
**This is who I am.