This is me, graceful as a swan.
This is me, beautiful as a flower.
This is me, who slaps people when she gets angry.

Sigh.
I almost wrote this today on a poetry project I had to do in English class. I am still furious at Caleb.. but I might as well just be furious at myself. That boy confuses me so much. First he likes me, then Sydney. Then me, and then he goes to the hospital, and then he likes me again. And then he is madly in love with Sydney. That boy played me like a board game. Ughhhh.