Looking for colors

I write on the body the members,

Names I don't want to hear

But I see them every day.

I don't want to live like this.

I condemn the veins for the blood that flows,

I condemn the one who baptized me with a name that is not me.

I don't want you to give me words for identity.

Don't tell me how much I have to want something

or what it means to me.

Let me love the way I want 

everyone. 

(no-body)

Υou tell me I will find the perfect person for me

What if I do not want to search?

What if I don't want to find it?

I don't want to see.

I look at the colors for an identity.

Yeah, I'm celebrating too.