Soul Shapes


the things i have seen 

and the things i have experienced

have shaped my soul 

into my own unique shape

that is unlike anyone else's. 

i may be a square,

or a rectangle or hexagon, 

but i may be a circle. 

i can be whatever shape

i choose to be, 

and no one can tell me otherwise. 

because i am worth more

than my grades or my looks.

i am worth what my soul is made of

and the pieces of the universe that hold me together. 


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