Without my name I belong to no one I am no longer in association with my kin Those who have brought me pain, those who have brought me love Those who have abused me, those who have built me up
Without my name I am just a person No one knows where I come from No one knows my gender I am just me, no strings attached
Without my name, I am still the same me It doesnβt matter if you call me Jia-Rong, JR, or Alex I will still be the same person, Because my name is not engraved in my DNA
Day 19 of the 30 day writing challenge Prompt: Without your name, who are you?