My Own I Loved To Be

When I came to this world Crying out Not named Blind And hearing random voices Not recognized It was not my choice To be a part of your world Nor was it my mistake To hold this name You picked up this for me Be called by it And became my inner echo Of course I was your puppet All directions you made me have Only To satisfy you Never had you asked What I wished to be This is the moment of truth I am not yours But my own I loved to be