What truly makes up a human?

It may be the way one moves,

flailing, tossing, turning, jumping.

How about the locations one may visit?

The restaurants, the gas stations, the nurseries--

The lakes, the rivers, the mountains that the sun sets behind.

Maybe it's the limbs--

The arms, legs, feet, hands.

Or the organs--

The brain. lungs, kidneys, the heart--

But these are not me.

Maybe it's my family.

My sister, my mother, my father, my grandparents.

Maybe it's the things I relish in--

Favorite movies, trips out of the state, making a mess.

But what truly makes up a human?

It's the emotions and intelligence, is it not?

The sadness, the fury, the carefree spirit--

But let's bring this back to line 10, shall we?

I say my heart and brain do not make up who I am,

But I also declare that emotions and intelligence is truly what a human is.

One may argue that one's emotions come from the heart,

One may prove our intelligence comes from our brain.

But if these do not make up what a human is,

Then what truly makes up a human?