Who are you?

who are you, really?

you are not a name or a height

or a weight or a gender

you are not an age

and you are not where you are from

you are your favourite books

and the songs stuck in you 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

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I fall in love with this when I first read it.

I like how he describe I am my favorite books.
I like how he says that I am the sons that stuck in my head.

I love that he knows I am not where I'm from but where I'm going.

Past is a scary thing.
It can haunt you forever if you allow it.

People are scary as well.
They say things about you that you know for a second is not true then before you knew it, you start doubting yourself.

I am not where I'm from.
I am where I'm going.

The past doesn't matter, the present is not as important but the direction of my life is precious.