Am I my name ???
What's a name; a mere utility
But we attach our life to a non existential reality
Who am I ? No one knows
I am not my name, nor its sound
I am not the critiqued, the praise that is showered around
My name does not begin to define what
I make or combine; it doesn't know any better than to seperate mine from thine.
It does not say am a human, nor anything about my soul, doesn't enliven me or deaden me or be my link to the universal whole..
Clings on to my past and my future it can't change or see; my name is nothing but a colossal distance between you and me.
What's a name; a mere utility
But we attach our life to a non existential reality
Who am I ? No one knows
I am not my name, nor its sound
I am not the critiqued, the praise that is showered around
My name does not begin to define what
I make or combine; it doesn't know any better than to seperate mine from thine.
It does not say am a human, nor anything about my soul, doesn't enliven me or deaden me or be my link to the universal whole..
Clings on to my past and my future it can't change or see; my name is nothing but a colossal distance between you and me.
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