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My name
Heaven has forsaken me
My name is forgotten
These white birds can not say it
For fear of burning their purity
I am not meant for this land
But not either for the land of my father
I have no command who I am called
Outsider
Too broken to go to heaven
Too damned to stay here
Hell has grown sick of saying my name
And I can not stay in limbo another year
So I ask the white birds to cleanse me
Take my skin
It’s too dark to love anyway
Take my nose
It’s too big to love anyway
Take my hair
It’s too shaggy to be saved
Take my hands
Their palms are as calloused as me
Take my heart
It’s made of lead, too heavy
Take my tongue
It only speaks lies
Take my mind
Just leave my eyes
So I can see
The cleansed me
They offer pure blue eyes like their savior
Say I will happier
I say yes
They tell me my skin will be as fair as snow
They tell me my nose will be as perfect as those I know
The only problem is my name
It can not stay the same
For I can not stay there
As long as I hold on to the name of my father
They tell me that they will take my scars, covering my flesh
And make me new , fresh
All they ask
Is that I throw my name in the trash
I can do that, I’ve given them my body, my mind, my voice
It's just one small choice
I can be cleansed
I can make amends
I can go to heaven
I can stay here
I can be freed
I can be without fear.
But my name is all that I have left of myself
From before I was damned
But my name is the one truth to remain
Before I became a cursed man
I ask, can I give my soul
You can have it in whole
Just leave my name with me
But they say they can not let that be
So the birds leave
And I’m on my own
With my dark skin
And my broken nose
I guess I’ll stay this wrong
I guess I’ll stay this way
I guess I’ll stay alone
Except for my father’s name
I’ll live as myself
No matter my name
It doesn’t matter
I’ll stay the same
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My name is not too common. I felt like an outsider everywhere I went. What would I give up to fit in.