I am nameless.

I am nameless.
Who am I? What is my name? I truthfully don't believe in the theory of creating one word to stand for everything in which I have become. None the less, Mary and James being able to create who I shall be. I did not choose to be born, however, then again, its not like they were able to ask me what I wished to be named.
The names to choose from are meaningless in my eyes. I wish never to choose from that list; I choose never to actually label myself. So to spite myself in any case, I have dubbed myself nameless. One without name.
People will watch me with an almost innocent confusion as they ask me why I decide to put this onto myself. Are you not real? Why do you name yourself with no name at all?
Tell me; Am I real? Or is this just a dream that seems to be lasting an eternity. Shall I wake up in a few moments only to find myself someone. Not the whole personality I have create. Or thee lack of?
Am I real? Or just a pigment of the unconscious mind?