I Am Trebor

Who am I? My name is Robert It was given to me I didn't choose it It is a common name Too common No true identity of its own There are a thousand thousand who share it with me If my name were different Not as common Would I be different? Could another name make me smarter More creative? Or better looking? I never had the chance to find out I was named after another He named me after him Hoping that maybe I would be like him I was not like him I could not be like him It was always as if I saw things differently My world was not his black and white I observed I questioned I saw colors, words and rhythm in everything I was the opposite of him Maybe he should have named me Trebor? Then my life, my vision, my name Would never be shared with anyone