Who am I?
I have a name, but it isn't mine
it belongs to who i was
not who I am
Names are for those that are their own person
who have hopes, dreams, and visions for the future
not for the brainwashed drones of society
only living day by day without any dreams for themselves
just merely existing, waiting
waiting for the next order
Who am I?
I am just another drone
another nameless pawn only known by a model number.
The hollowed out corpse of who I used to be.
The brain that housed my ideas and visions of the future,
taken out and replaced with a chip.
The heart that held my hopes and dreams,
torn out and replaced with a battery
so when our chips short circuit or battery dies
they can just throw us out like any other broken tool.
Who am I?
I'm just another drone.
Some where along the way to where I am this moment in time I lost myself, forgetting what made me who I was. Finally realizing what happened I set off on a journey to get myself back, starting with this poem. It's bringing back the inspiration I once had, and set me on the path to re-discovering myself. I will find what I lost, and this name will never be taken. I wont forget it, or what it means ever again. I'll write it on my skin, carve it into my heart, and brand it on my soul, proudly wearing it and flaunt it in the faces of those that tried to keep it from me.