Who Am I
I am sand
Built of different parts
Shaped
If each piece of me stood alone, it would be overlooked, useless—abortive
A grain of sand separated from its body
Parts that are smooth to the touch
Parts of filled with sharp shells, put there to keep people from reaching a hidden layer
Dig far into shell infested sand until it becomes resistant
The surface is easy, but under my surface are experiences of my past that I have buried in the shadows of newer years
No matter how deep into the ground they are pushed, these experiences will always be a part of me
Broken pieces of my heart left in the past that will be forever the reason I am who I am today
The drive
People who have reached this deepest layer of sand are the people who will be in my life forever
The inspiration
Like sand is changed by waves and wind, I am changed by the years of my existence
Who will I be shaped into next?