His name tag said hello my name is _______
Along with all the others here for this reunion
All wearing muted ties with yellowed skin and slackened jaws they walked the room.
Some with tall champagne glasses
Others with stiff whisky that swills around and spills on your hands letting a pungent smell into the air.
Blue and red name tags
Everyone has a profession
Some have even added “hello my name is ______ and I work as a _________.
Can you imagine?
He wanted to be an astronaut, but he didn’t have good eyes
And unfortunately he was not that dedicated.
Her, in the corner, she dreamed once of being a writer but instead she writes ads for the newspaper.
He never did find someone to love
And they all have name tags and they all walk through, shoulders back and trying to seem proud of who they have become.
Hoping that no one will notice the silent apology they are saying for being quite so ordinary.