Blurry

A name, something that sings out to the world who you are

I am something yet nothing

What I mean is that my identity is somewhat a mystery to me

Figuring out who I am and what my name means

It isn’t something I’ve had time to think deepy about

So I guess my name is nothing, at least for the moment

My thoughts picture a perfect self

Someone who I strive to be, yet such an image is blurry

An picture which I simply can’t make out even though I try so hard to see what is displayed on its surface