Identity

Identity! So strange That futile thing What a lie for you to think That I am I As in your eye Truly, thy art, a arrogant thing! Why must you call me by a name? Such placement Is a shame! Why must you know my vocation? I need from you no indignation! I don’t need your mind Nor incarceration! I hate your cow eyes I hate your bright sky! Now leave me alone! I dam these nations!