November 4, 2011
By Anonymous

The number assigned to me by the system
The one I have because I have to be in the system
No choice
Things I have to do
Things I have to be
Things expected of me
Everything just because of this number
My parents chose my real number at birth
The number that will follow me through the rest of my life
Once I am out of the system
My real number
The one that means everything I do
And everything I stand for
Nobody can take that number from me
The other number, the fake one
Is just an identity addressed to me by the system
The system which I have no desire to be part of
The one which tells me what to do
Where and when to do it
They expect everyone to be good at everything
My number until I graduate
After that I go back to my real number

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