A brain,

a heart,

a set of lungs,

two eyes,

many veins,

a nose,

a mouth,

nerves,

emotions,

thoughts,

senses,

and an ocean of crimson.

That's what makes a person.

Or is it?

Is a person more than the inside or the outside?

We define ourselves by

beauty,

smarts,

feelings,

and actions.

As a person we could be so much more 

than a tiny spec on earth.

We could be more.

Anything we want.

But we hold back.

We limit ourselves.

We are more.

Why do we choose to stay inside the 

box?

To chain ourselves?

We could live

we could be free.