My Name
you do not know my name
you do not know me at all
you cannot fly
you can live
because we all learn to die
you do not know my name
we march in a parade
for those like us, who seem insane
you cannot hold this head
you can live
because we all lean to play ahead
you do not know my name
but it is strange
say it like me
say it and not seem the same
James Garratt – Monday 1st January 2001
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https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/category/poetry-and-writing-2001/
My Name – Written Monday 1st January 2001 (Aged 25)
