I am more than the puppet in the photo.

I am more than the papers I write.

I am more than the family I've been given.

I am more than the sheep, being suffocated by the flock.

I am more than the past that tries to catch up with me. 

I am more than the anxiety that creeps into the back of my skull.

I am more

I am more

I'm the gentle words that aren't always spoken

I'm the hand always reaching out to hold

I'm the book with it's pages bent

I'm the sun rushing away the rain, and drying up the puddles

I'm the kid in the resturant, coloring the page blue

I am more

I am more than your box. 

I am more than your test.

I am more than your tunnel vision.

I am more