Born with nothing
Except my personality
Grown with time
To something more.
Not just a name or face,
But a friend, sister, daughter, student
Many things I have come to be.
These things are not countable,
Nor strictly describable,
But I'm the only me there is.
Unique like one of billions of snowflakes.
I've learned inside we're all the same
We're all humans.
Yet like snowflakes,
I'm different from you,
We're different from the world.
We stand as one,
One made up of individual ones.