When someone looks at me, 
they have only begun to know me. 
My appearance isn't who I am. 
I am not the curvature of my nose. 
I am not the shape of my face. 
I am so much more. 

When someone talks to me,
they have only just met me. 
My speech is not who I am. 
I am not the pitch of my voice. 
I am not the inflections in my tone.
I am so much more. 

When someone spends time with me,
they have only just begun to learn me. 
My mannerisms aren't who I am. 
I am not the way sit around my house. 
I am not the quirky things I do. 
I am so much more. 

When someone listens when I speak my mind,
they have only just begun to understand me. 
My spoken thoughts aren't who I am. 
I am not what I think about the day. 
I am not what I ponder meaninglessly. 
I am so much more. 

When I listen to my thoughts at night, 
I have only just begun to connect with myself. 
My inner mind is who I am. 
I am my feelings.
I am what makes me cry at three in the morning. 
But I am so much more.