I sat down tonight to ponder,
and my mind began to wander.

I've looked over the years gone past,
and I've noticed life going by fast.

I changed a little bit each day,
and lost the path along the way.

Then it hit me "Well I'll be damned.
I've lost touch with who I am!"

I don't know what I want from life.
And I can't focus with the strife.

I once was happy with who I was.
But I lost that part of me like everyone does.

As I ponder, I search my mind,
for some strand of myself I left behind.

But my memory is empty.
There's none of my old self left in me.

So now I have to find myself.
The part I've hidden away on a shelf.

So I'll sit and ponder my heart's exam,
to figure out just who I am.