I'm the girl without a coat.
The one who wears snow boots, no matter what the weather?
No one seems to see that I like the cold better then the warmth.
That the snow and rain can bring more joy then the sun.
That's me, the lunatic.
I'm the girl who wears her oversized purple earphones around her neck during class.
The one who always can answer questions?
No one seems to care that I feel lonely when the seven that are my close friends aren't there.
That being silent and smart was how I was, before I met them.
That's me, the brainiac.
I'm the girl who plays the viola, worries constantly, and tries to get people to laugh.
The idiot who falls down and up stairs?
No one notices how hard I try to not let my books fall.
How I try not to trip, but they laugh when I do.
That's me, the klutz.
But do they see me?
The girl who hates spanish class, who sleeps in math, who loves her I-pod?
The girl who would die for her friends, who loves snarky comments, who enjoys video games?
The girl who has friends she can call hers for once, who ice skates, who writes, draws, cusses, can't spell?
Except for the seven, I wonder if they can.
That's who I am.
So take all or nothing.
Not like I care.