what makes me who i am.
every thing makes me well me.
this world.
you.
every one makes me me.
the way i look.
the way i do things.
the main thing that makes me me
is that we are all different.
and cause of that.
i am me
This poem was written/submitted by kelly neuendorf.

The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple’s a rose,
And the pear is, and so’s
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only know
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose–
But were always a rose.