New Name, New Me

Lately I've felt like a ghost in my own skin,

A stranger in the mirror, a whisper in the din.

My name feels heavy, like a coat that's too tight,

I wear it out of habit, but it doesn't feel right.

I've wandered through memories, looking for clues,

In faces and places, in old, worn-out shoes.

But the more I search, the less I find,

A puzzle with pieces that don't seem to align.

I hear my name called, but it echoes hollow,

A shadow of who I was, not who I follow.

The letters feel foreign, like a song off-key,

A tune that once fit but now doesn't fit me.

So I've decided to change it, to start anew,

To find a name that fits, one that feels true.

I'll cast off the old, let it drift away,

Embrace a new self, let it light the way.

Maybe I'll choose something wild and free,

A name that whispers of the sea.

Or perhaps something gentle, soft as a sigh,

A name that feels like a lullaby.

It's not just a name, but a rebirth, a claim,

To a life that's mine, untamed, unchained.

I'll wear it proudly, let it set me free,

A fresh start, a new chapter for me.