Minus identity, who am I

Minus identity, who am I? An identity, a name, which binds my human form, Holds my ego, keeps me enslaved in material bonds, Without this identity, I will be free like a bird. Minus identity, no pride, no vanity, will set in my mind, No job security, no financial security, will bother me, No social prestige demands, no fake showmanship, will haunt me, With the peaceful life, my soul will be free. No name, no identity, who cares, We came to world like this and will go like that.