What's My Name?

What's my name? I think I forgot,
Is it the same name or it changed?
I've had a lot of names, of all sort,
This is the last one, just as I said.

Identified by everyday, still it's not mine,
All of the time it changes, I don't,
If a single birth name was a crime,
I'll always live to be innocent.

The voice of the unknown, I cry,
I can't find myself amongst these people,
If one of them could at least try,
Not alter ego nor even a triple.

I'd find my name painted on the wall,
As fade as the ink would be,
And as dusty and old is the scroll,
I'd still find my name in my soul.