0 I recall who I was, who I am...

As I look back upon my segmented past
viewing the profile line of all the versions of myself
I contemplate who I am

All of the versions that had died
to produce the man you see before you
was it worth so much lost?

I have lost so many parts of myself
trying to hold on to as many fragments as I can
to save the degradation of my soul

Trying to preserve my child-like heart inside
growing with wisdom and imagination
to not rot away into nothing

'Tho I perceive an ocean of lost dreams
bringing me into the undertow of life
I recall who I was, who I am...