I am afraid I am lost

Although I have conviction 

When I say my name is mine 

I do not feel tied to the label

Who is she? an ordinary question 

Unless you have to ask it about yourself 

Especially when the words 

Pour into your brain 

With such spite, you weren't sure 

It was your thought at all

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I know I am lost 

By the way my feet travel

Turning this way and that 

Never choosing sides

Flip a coin to decide

Tales I go left 

Heads I go right 

Guess I'll know 

When I finally get there