What is a name?

Questions always find their way into the minds of people, imagine a thought that you can't get out of your head, who are you to everyone else? Or who are you to yourself? 

What defines what a correct thought on the subject is?

If each mind is a country in its own right, then your thoughts could be the population, now imagine that every time you are angry at someone, your mind is ready to go to war with the other mind.

So, who are you? 

Can a name be you or just a way of describing yourself?

If there's a proper way to think on the idea, then what if your name one day doesn't suit you? As if something has gone wrong.

Your thoughts, distorted, talking over each other in an attempt to find where the error has come from. 

Do you change who you are based on what people call you? 

When they throw words at you?

Your name is being dragged through the dirt and you lose the ability to think straight. 

Is your name, a title? 

No. It's a way to identify you in society?

It's something someone gives you so that you aren't just a number.

Imagine if we were all called by numbers?

Hello One?

What people call you can be your choice. Some of us have more than one name, some of us adapt those names into a way of life, a personality. 

We need to have identities, no one wants to be nothing. 

We can be broken by the world. 

We can go insane because of a single thought.

I...

As an example.

Have many names.

I treat most of them as titles.

Things that people call me.

I've taken most of the negative ones and turned

them into something I wear with pride.

I've been called a freak.

A psycho.

An anomaly.

And many more.

Each of them.

I wear with pride.

I got these from being different.

There was a time when I sealed up my thoughts.

Felt the need to be dumber than I am.

Because that would be easier.

My name is my title.

I choose it myself.

That's why we get the choice to change it.

What if a mind turns on itself?

Imagine a country in a civil war.

There's a high chance that you think that I'm insane

after reading this. 

If that is what happens, I gladly accept the insanity.

Sticks and stones might break my bones.

But remember, if your mind is broken by words?

Then it's just a sign that your stability is lower

than it should be. 

We are all our own kind of person.

We have our own identities.

We have things that make us smile and things

that makes us frown.

If we are happy, we can ignore that at some point, we felt bad.

But, if we are unlucky, our mind shatters because of the worlds pressure. 

The country now has warring states.

What am I talking about? 

Well, if our minds are nations and our

names are their identifications.

What happens when we have multiple 

names that we feel like belong to us, but yet, it's not ''us''.

One, can become two.

Two becomes Four.

Four becomes Eight.

It can continue on.

Mainly because we've lost our ability to stay calm and think.

Never let anyone else rule your mind. 

Because if you lose the ability of being who you are.

Then, having a name, surely is pointless.... 

What would you do, if you one day, 

Had it all taken away from you.