Words cannot express me. There is no true way to understand me. I dont even understand myself, but I'll try my best. I write better than I speak, I dance better than I walk, I scream better than I cry, I hide better than I confront, I love better than I hate, and I listen better than I read. I love my family and I love my friends. They are always so upfront with me and I appreciate it. I dance to let out my anger and frustration, and to express myself because I am horrible orally. I am Anita. I am so confused!