You set things back,
Life isn’t a clock
No change no alter

Why can’t you hear me
Is it because you took my voice
Please give it back, please

I will beg and beg till it happens
You say never will I get it
I cry and swim in my tears

I feel your hatred now
Like a flamed blade cutting me
I cannot ignore it, I fall

I fall till I hit the ground
There is no ground
I have no feet

But is there an end
I wish I know, but I’m not allowed
I can’t be smart, funny, or even dumb

What can I be
I can be nothing
I can be shame

But those are all names
I can’t have a name or label
Nothing shall describe me

When they say my name
They say nothing
No description of me at all

I guess you can call me ______________