This is a poem about Nina, about all that she wants to be.

I want to be perfect, whatever that means.

I want to be graceful, I want everything I do to look effortless.

I want him to see me as everything his eyes want to behold.

I want to be the White Swan: beautiful, fragile, pure, and delicate.

I want to be the Black Swan: passionate, fierce, powerful, and dark.

I want to be the best ballerina the company has ever had.

I want everyone who is standing in my way to disappear.

I want to show the world that I'm not the quiet, sweet Nina.

I want to be her, the girl that people are afraid of, the girl that everyone wants to be here.

I want to fly

I want to win

I want to soar

I want to be enchanting

I want to be fearless

I want to be the best

I want to be thinner

I want to be beautiful

I want to be happy

I want to have perfect feet

I want perfect legs

I want to be the White Swan, and the Black Swan

It's my turn.