A poem about myself, hmmm
How can I write what I don’t know?
17 years now and I still don’t know myself

I know that I am I
And I’m the only I in the world
I know I’m 5 foot 3
But is that anything to write about?

Is mentioning the obvious,
Like how yes, I’m a natural Blonde
And have blue eyes that sometimes change to green
Anything to mention?

Or should I dig a little deeper?
Deep enough to pass those physical features,
And reach as far into myself as anyone possible could
To maybe mention that I’ve made mistakes in my life

Some mistakes that I’m not necessarily proud of
But have learned from
Is it acceptable to mention religion?  
To mention how I don’t really know myself
But have spent years trying to fit in

Trying to be that one ‘perfect’ person just to realize
That I am I and like it or not
I am the only I in the world
And the one thing I do know about myself
Is that I will never change

The Moon and the Stars
Co-existing not living
Both beautiful in their entirety
But neither could see it

So the Moon Envied the Stars
And the Stars the Moon
The Moon was pale and bright
And shone over everything,

Her reflection was the mere definition of beauty
And the stars knew it
But what the stars didn’t know
Is that their beauty was far greater than the Moon’s

For when people looked up at the sky
They weren’t admiring the Moon,
They were marveling at the Stars
  
You see
Two beautiful things got lost in each others beauty
So much so that they couldn’t see their own