Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder.

As a person, I cry a lot, and I feel a lot. I try not to show it, and I overreact more than I would like to admit. I can become set off my almost anything, but over the years, I've become a master at containing myself and running my patience. Things that some people feel I should overreact about, I don't. For the most part, I'm well-tempered, and few see through to the other side. The fasade at school and for most if not all of my friends is a lot to hold up all of the time. I don't want to seem broken, because I'm not. I'm not a shattered piece of glass that needs someone to come along and put me back together. I'm not saying this to seem like the run of the mill girl who freaks out at a lot, because I don't. I don't enjoy drama, and I don't enjoy making it. I'm not one to do what I shouldn't, and I'm not one to lie. When I say I cry a lot, it is generally because of a movie, book, or a sad story; I just happen to feel it a little more than others. I'm just emotional. If I feel anything to the extreme be it laughing, anger, stress, sadness, sometimes, I just cry. I try I tied for second in the top scores for the emotion test. So instead of concluding that I'm an emotional wreck, I will play the optimist, and say that I am merely in tune with my emotions.