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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