If a being could be shaped,  
Molded by the emotions enveloping them,
What form will it take?


What personality changes are affected by love.
And which actions of hate mold your soul?

These people I keep close, this family of comfort I’ve made,
Is that who I am?
Is it the gentle kisses, or these sad whimpers that have created me?

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Will I ever be anything more than my Identity?