That's not my name.
I live up to my name. I live up to my own mind. Has anyone ever noticed that at a certain point in our life we forget who we are? Then we start to live up to what other's expect of us? When did we let that happen. Why do we let that happen ? When we're labelled we instantly find this need to be one type of person. A nerd can only be smart. The jock has to be good at all sports. The popular kids must always be perfect. Et cetera, et cetera. But we were all made to be different. To be unique. How many times can you vary the stereotype of a jock? Now I'm not saying we shouldn't live up to anything. We have parents who know what they're doing. They want us to live up to the name they've given us. We also have our own thoughts and interests. We could live through that. Just understand, we were given minds with thoughts and opinions. We should live by what we know, and decide to do. Not from what people see and what we can do.
I have only one label. That label is, my name.
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