A blackout poem made using cej604's introductory RECord, "Hello."

The text of the poem (with better punctuation, etc.):  

I joined to see,

To feel.

My name is common here,

Familiar with people born old in age.

I'm a student,

Majoring in a language I never use:

My tongue I forgot.

I have never known myself.

Confused, I don't think.

I'm a hard soul.

Strength is a gift,

But I'm broken, gradually, by conversation.

I'm done, my love.

I wish I could translate my name,

So maybe, somehow, 

I could do something good.