You are not your age

Nor the size of clothes you wear

You are not your weight

Or the colour of you hair

You are not your name

Or the dimples in your cheeks

You are all the bo 1 oks you read

And all the words you speak

You're the songs you sing so loudly

When you know you're all alone

You're the places that you've been to

And the one that

you call home

You're made of so much beauty

But it seems that you forgot

When you decided that you were defined

By all the things you're not.