Name
I hate you and
I love you.
You had given me what I had always wanted,
Something to call my own
A name to match the face
But you betrayed my trust
You took away my name and
Left me with your ill wishes
You see me
But
You don’t know me.
You hear me
But
You can’t understand me.
You judge me
But
You don’t know who I am.
Who are you to say
What I am and
What I am not?
But
You had done something no one else has;
You’ve given me a name.
People recognize me now,
Because of it,
But
I hate it.
And
I hate you too.
Most of all, though
I hate myself.
Because I became
Caught up in
The moment
And the happiness
And the recognition,
I couldn’t see the sneers
Or the laughter.
So now
I’ll smile whenever I see you
To prove
To you
And
To myself
That I am myself,
Not a name,
But a person
Not a thing,
But a living being
I will show that
I don’t need your
Nicknames
Or codenames
Or whatever other names you use
To be
Respected
Recognized
Accepted
I will be myself,
And there’s no name in
The world that can stop
Me.
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