Who Are You

You are not your age

Nor the size of clothes you wear, you are not your weight,or the colour of your hair.

You are not your name, or the dimples in your cheeks, you are all the books you read, and all the words you speak. you are your croaky morning voice, and the smiles you try to hide. you are the sweetness in your laughter, and every tear you've cried.

You are the songs you sing so loudly, when you know you are all alone, you are the places that you've been to, and the one that you call home.

Ypu are the things that you are believe in, and the people that you love. you are the photos in your bedroom, and the future you dream of. 

you are made of so much beauty, but it seems that you forgot, when you decided that you were defined, by all the things you are not.