Labels(nonsensical)

What is in a name? Does it define me, create me, and set up a straight and narrow path? Or does it trick, deceive, and manipulate... Trapping me in the corners of my mind like a prisoner in a cell Convicted with LETTING LABELS DEFINE ME Paralyzing me with the fear of stepping out of these shackles and seeing what is there to see. And in the grave goes Liberty if a thing lacks a name does that thing exist? Does such a nameless thing exist? If I break the chains will I cease to exist? Is that how the fear of unfamiliarity holds us hostage forever? giving us questions because we are too afraid to find the answers And so we die with unanswered questions having a tight grip on the label because what am I without it?