You are not

You are not.

You are not your age
Nor the size of clothes you wear,
You are not a 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 morning voice,
And all the smiles you try to hide,
You're the sweetness in your laughter,
And every tear you've cried.
You're the songs you sing so loudly,
When you know you are all alone,
You're the places that you've been to,
And the one that you call home,
You're the things that you 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.