Who are you,
really?
You are not a name,
or a height, or a weight,
or a gender.
You are not an age
and you are not where you are
from.
You are your favorite books
and the songs stuck in your head.
You are your thoughts
and what you eat for breakfast
on Saturday mornings.
You are a thousand things
but everyone chooses
to see the million things
you are not.
You are not
where you are from.
You are
where you're going
and I'd to go there
too.
- M.K.
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