What makes me unique

Staring in the mirror yet again trying to find out what makes me unique.

But I can’t tell you something that was never

disclosed to me

but let me

try.

As the bathroom light reflects upon

my dark chocolate skin

Now I finally can see

what it is

that makes me

unique from

within.

Is it the fact that I’m a twin ?

Or that

my skin is sun kissed that caused me to

be dark skinned?

In which scientists call it

Melanin?

Or is it my big round lips?

Something when you look at me

you can’t

miss?

Or maybe it’s my unusual shaped nose.

In result that cause’s me to smell

my momma’s cookin

before I walk through

the door?

Or it could be my big brown eyes.

That has a glare of content

when I arise.

What makes me unique?... I can’t tell

You something that was never

disclosed to me

but let me continue

to try.

But what if it’s my nappy hair .

Because everywhere I go those

Who see me point

and stare.

Or is it my amazingly strong voice.

That when I speak my voice sounds

similar to a Lions

Roar

OR

It could be when people talk, I listen

rather than ignore.

OR

Is it the fact that I make people

feel comfortable around me.

So comfortable that grown adults

feel at ease to cry

around me.

.

Or maybe it’s the fact that in 2006

I once almost died.

Because I ,I wasn’t

living right.

So truly I don’t know what makes me

unique because those things

were never

disclosed me.