four stanzas, ’cause words matter

When?

The name that they call me
Batters my senses
Tears me in tatters
To keep me in line

The name that’s assigned me
Keeps me imprisoned
Locked in reflections
Of hearts and of minds

When will they see me
The name that I’ve taken
When will they call me
The name that is mine

When will they see me
The person I am now
When will they see
What I’ve left behind

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