My Choice

There are a lot of things

To be said about names.

That they are the first piece of love that you are given,

That they have a hand in deciding your fate,

That they define who you are to the world.

Some names are as old as time,

Some are brand new,

Some are common,

Some are rare...

But what about my name?

What about these three letters,

Five letters,

Nine letters,

Ten letters that I found and chose for myself?

What about this simple, plain, innocuous, inelegant, unextraordinary bit of sound that I stumbled upon?

This thing that I almost scrolled passed,

But it stuck in my throat and begged me to

LOOK.

SEE.

This. Is who you are.

What about that?

What about Me?