What we are

What are we?

are we dust from the ground

or are we a breath from above.

Do our beliefs define who we are

or are we what was made for use and set in stone?

Are we an image to fit a mold that we all should fill.

or are we a beauty unlike any before?

no matter what we are.

We will never truly know.

Author's Note

i got bored... and had five minutes left but finished in 4.

Reviews

[DeerInHeadlights]

well the way I see it is this: we are a soul that has a body. our soul is where the art and beauty comes from, the body is simply a vessel by which we share it. you are going to make people think with this..