Help me find Myself.


I seem to have lost myself, can you help me find me please?
I think I’d lose my feet if they didn’t come attached to my knees.

I’ve forgotten what I like, what it is I like to do.
If you ask me how I used to be, I haven’t got a clue.

Sometimes I find a moment, when I really have time to look.
And I think I saw a glimpse today, a few moments is all it took.

So I keep a running list, of the things I want to be.
So when all my work is done, I can take a look at me.