I care less about the colour of my hair
But the colour of my soul
I care less about the shoes I wear
But more about the path my life is taking
I do not find definition from whom I associate with
But what I bring to every life I meet
The clothes I wear don’t define me
My heart does
The car I drive does not reflect me
My thoughts do
I am not in a race to belong
I am not in a hurry to be accepted
For I too big to belong
Too free to seek approval
Too creative to be silent
Too exploring to fear
Too believing to give up
Too ignited to be disappointed
Too lovefull to hold a grudge
Too content to overlook blessings
Too soulful to be poor