who at you really?
                  Your not a name, or height,or a       weight or a gender you are not an age you are not where you come from.
                  You are your favorite books and the song stuck in your head 
                    You are your thoughts and what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings.
                 You are thousands of things but everyone chooses to see the million of things you are not.
                You are not where your from 
                 You are where your going and I'd like to go there too 
         -m.k