Give yourself a name she said,
The women smiled at me with bleeched teeth,
A name?
Give my self a name?
I haven't ever been given the privlige to do things like this,
How could i start now?
She says it again,
Telling me to pick,
How can I choose?
I have done nothing?
I have been nothing...
Then like that a name falls from my lips,
She gives me a strange look but rights it down anyway,
She hands me my tag to put on my shirt and I do,
Have a nice life she says,
And I walk through the door,
With a name tag on my shirt that reads what I am,
Anony E. Mouse