My Name Is...

[Peepers]

My name is [][][][][][][]. However, I call myself differently. It's a lie, technically. Or, rather, it's not the truth. I say that I go by something else, omit the truth from their ears. It's fine, right? I don't mean any harm. My true name is not meant for the ears of anyone else.

I was given a mission, I think. By Mother [][][][][][][][][]. She told me to keep life brilliant. In her own, beautiful words.

I remember waking up in a blossoming of fascination and gorgeous light. No one was around me except for Him. His name is [][][][][][], and he remains dear to me.

He taught me so much. Told me to be who I want to be as long as I followed the echo of Mother [][][][][][][][][].

This world is not pure. This world is not perfect. This land is dirtied, stained with the splotches of black and grey.

It's fine like this, though. Mother [][][][][][][][][] never said it was perfect. No... It doesn't have to be. As long as we can retain some beauty, it'll be alright.

My name is [][][][][][][], what's yours?