"I Dont Know My Name"

 

I’m looking at a blank canvas and I don’t know what to write. A fresh start what will I make of it, in an empty apartment fill with new light. Some would say it looks lonely and they just might be right. Loneliness comes in different forms and this one is the greatest of them all. The richest kind of loneliness, one where no man is missed just the absence of self-fulfillment is waited on. A search for self-greatness. Confusion out rises from underneath, as one talented young Americas got Talent idol said, “I don’t know my name”. frankly at this point my name is the only thing I know right now. And the rest is as a mystery to you as it is to me, but together we will find out.

Ok I lies I know little more than just my name.