My Name

You ask me what my name is

I say my name is life

And you say

That doesn’t sound right

I ask why

You say

I haven’t seen you live

I live everyday as if time were broken

But broken ain’t a verb

You ask me what my name is

I say my name is broken

And you say

That doesn’t sound right

But it’s the one I’ve chosen

And the choice is mine, 

at least. Is it not? 

And you say no

and I am lost

You ask me what my name is

And I call myself lost

And you say

That sounds about right 

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