What you're wearing is not--
You bought the shirt yourself, to remind you of a trip.
The black jeans are from your mother,
are from a branch of a store that started back home
Your bracelet is a reminder of your host mother, who made it,
(and because you like purple)
Your glasses you need to see, are years old, with constant smudges,
Your hair is plaited because
your mom used to give you french braids, daily,
and it's since become a nervous habit
Your hair tye is just old, and used, from
you don't even remember what year.
So, what you're wearing, it's not meaningless.
-- it's who you are.
It's the people you miss and the things you keep -
Because you've moved, so many times now, that you know
that everything you own fits into about 12 boxes, and
But it means that what you own -
what you own, is who you are.
And if that's the case,
then you're a mix of anyone who's ever been kind to you -
and that's a lot. A whole lot.