my name

my name

My name is something I've been numb to,
My name is someone else that I had forgotten,
She was lost for so long,
She was drowned,
She was beaten,
She was bruised,
Her screams were rarely heard,
Her cries became silent,
My name has a story,
My name has trauma,
My name is something that I'm proud of,
Yet something is so foreign to me.
Some days I recognize it.
Other days, it doesn't sound like it belongs to me.
As if, it belongs to someone else.

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