Who are
you really?
You
are not a name.
or a
height or 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
like to go there too.
-m.k