I am a full human myself—
but 70% water,
27% copy of two genomes.

One is happy but broken.
The other, strong but alone.

I have what they have.

I can't change my waist, my height, my woes.
I can't change this double chin, fragile temper,
fighting then crying, then not speaking at all.
I can't change leaving people,
body hair, my strong soul.
I can't change martyrdom, screams, my nose.
I can't change reading people, my honesty,
my devotion, my cause.
I can't change the beliefs
enshrouded in my eyes,
engraved in my bones.

And the rest 3% is bacteria.

But—
I am a full human myself.