I Am... We Are...Unique, one of a kind....

People always say

You are that, you are this

The point that they always miss

Is that I am not just what they define

I am the only one to decide which of these terms I take as mine.

They say my handicap defines me,

but really, is it that hard to find in me

the things that truly make me me?

See, when I think of someone and what defines them 

it is there their eyes, their smile, their life, that I seek.

Not, for one moment do I think of their weaknesses

Because in the end, that is where their uniqueness shows.

It is in those moments in time, that they show me

that only I have the power to define, what to leave as theirs and take as mine.

They may to choose not to see the real me,

but in that they recuse themselves from an opportunity to see the beauty

to befriend one who will love and accept them truly. 

It is a bleak world for those who don't embrace

that everyone is wonderfully unique.