Question

Who are you? A seamingly simple question. That just requires a four word answer. I am my name, but that is not my answer. My blood is southern aritcrat, with the pride of the wandering gypsey in my heart. My bones proclaim me native while my skin cries something differant. I ;ike to write poetry but cannot write prose. I used to speak with a lisp, but thanks to some doctors now I do not. I do not understand sarcasm and wit is lost on me, But give me dry humor and I can laugh until there are tears in my eyes, I hate being called cute, although I have a pixie face. I am a child of the night and despise the morning. I read a little too much and probably should do more math. I enjoy science and drama. And participate in both. But all they really want is just simply my name.