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.
