“who are youreally?you are not a nameor a height, or a weightor a genderyou are not an ageand you are not where you are fromyou are your favorite booksand the songs stuck in your headyou are your thoughts and what you eat for breakfaston Saturday morningsyou are a thousand thingsbut everyone choosesto see the million thingsyou are notyou are not where you are fromyou arewhere you are goingand i'd liketo go theretoo”