Pouring My Heart Out

My Name🗝

          Your name? My name. My name is an 8 letter word and each letter has been placed together to create another one of the many. "You are never the only one, there are people just like you" is what I always thought when I herd someone say my name. That's what I thought when I'd turn around after hearing someone call out to me, i'd think for a second without actually thinking; just one the many, your not special, your just another breeded animal, your not meant for anything, you don't deserve friends, your too much. These words resite in my head, over and over. My name. What is my name? Is it just another word or does it have a meaning in my life... I won't make the same mistake my parents did when they chose the name I think of everyday... never. I will morph my name into something beautiful and unique and something that can always be remembered. The next name will be bold but soft and strong but able to break down... I don't want to be stuck with such a common name, never again...
           My name! My name will be herd! My name! My name will be spread everywhere! My name! My name will be remembered! My name. Will someday be is the future. My name. Will someday be once again common. My name. My name will uncommon soon enough. My name will not be as good. My name, will soon be forgotten and with it so will I; and everything I have had and ever was, it's sad yes but it's true and there's no changing that♥️
           My name, my name is a cycle between the earth stuck inside a loop hole that is forever   Frozen in place. Moving but unmovable... just like my soul, my heart, my mind, my thoughts, my insecurities, my ridiculous thoughts, and those same words that repeat in my head whenever I hear my name... no matter how hard I try, it all comes back and it all lives to its fullest consent. You always know when it's fullest, it's when I hear my name💔 ~Isabella