We're all given a name
Secretly given hidden blame
Parents probably don't realize it
But names have a way of coming to fit
Likely to do the same
Creating your own kind of shame
But those who know
Probably won't let it show
Keep up the tradition
No new transition
An endless echo
Creating new woe
Same old rhyme
Created to hold throughout time
Always passing down old names
Always kept within hidden reins
