Where'd She go?

Sometimes I miss the "old me". I want to burn these grown up clothes, put my old studded belt and converse back on, and go riding off on my skateboard. I really don't like trying to conform into what I should be...I've never been good at it. Sure, I can pull it off. Buy designer jeans, a cute flouncy top with a pair of wedges, my hair all teased with a flower in it...but I feel so fake...like I'm acting but I've forgotten my script. Well, tomorrow I think I'll break out the old clothes...let's see what people say...*insert an evil grin*