Your devilish smile sends shivers down my spine. The glint in your eyes tells me how much power you hold over my mind. If only had I known earlier how grave a mistake I made by letting you reign over my brain. Dear Overconfidence, I met you in the mirror today. I'm telling the world I'm tired and maybe I am but I can tell I saw a glimpse of you in my eyes and I hated it. I sing, "I'll get it right," by Downtown Fiction in my boyfriend's car, eating McDonald's a day before my exam. My best friend tells me, "No, you're being hard on yourself. It's tough. And you're not perfect. You have studied more than enough."
