@Clintbling 2 September 2020 more from that month

I didn't choose my name, I didn't choose my God but I'm entitled to both, both grew into me, sometimes I feel like I would've been a different person if I had the choice i know I would've been because I ended up breaking the rules I was raised by, it feels like the person I could've been has died the day I was born, the person I could've been was washed off of me when my parents held me, but sometimes I'm filled with this hope I exist somewhere within all this labels all over me when I disappoint those that raised me, it would make me feel like I'm being my own self.