A/N : dedicated to @Fat1maa4 for all those nice comments! i always mean to honor those who are super supportive so this was due a long time ago lol
we are composites of what we love
and i am my mother's loving hands
and my father's laughing voice
and my grandfather's smiling face
and even though i try to hide my guilt
i am my grandmother's bouncing curls
i am stuffed with pages and shreds of books
with head filled with cliches and useless gunk
my heart is made of warm fall sweaters
and my ears are filled with unknown artists
my fingers remember the salt tinged air of the beach
and my eyes are blue with the reflection of the sea
(they are brown).
and my list could go on and on for i am
composites of what I love
and for some people what they love is anime
for some people what they love is some different new foreign food
and for some people what they love is flaunting off their body
for some people what they love is covering up
and for some people what they love is staying home and reflecting and for some people what they love is partying all night and for some people what they love is playing video games and for some people what they love is playing football and for some people what they love is drawing all night and for some people what they love is performing in theater and for some people they like studying and learning and for some people what they love is playing their band instrument and for some people what they love is running their hearts out and for some people they like painting their nails regardless of gender and for some people they like wearing makeup regardless of gender and for some people for some people for some people -
for all people we love
for all people we are what we love
for all people we are composites of what
we love and if what we are is what we love
let everyone love what they love and
let everyone love themselves.

YOU ARE READING
the soft
Poetrythey say to be soft is to be powerful but it gets harder to believe that every passing day