Where Am I?

Set off on a trip to find myself

No matter where I looked..

I wasn’t there

Headed to the Outback…

Checked under every bush

I wasn’t there

Not even in the pouch of that angry kangaroo

Tried to figure out whereI’d have gone

But didn’t know myself that well

Would I have gone to China?

Perhaps to see a Great Wall?

Climbed hundreds of steps…

Walked mile after mile..

But I wasn’t there…

Niagara Falls? Ride a barrel?

That was exhilarating…

Scary as hell, but.. fun

But when I hit bottom and bobbed back up

I still wasn’t there

Perhaps I wished to see some wonders?

In Hanging Gardens of Babylon..

I almost hung myself

I wasn’t there…

So I went to the Colisseum

It was colossal.. but I didn’t see ‘em

Stopped by the Vatican to ask the pope

But he didn’t see me either..

Probably should have made an appointment…

Flew off to Chichen Itza…

It’s a wonder …

But upon searching every stone..

Leaving none unturned…

Despite a rather large security guard

Still, I failed to find myself…

So where in heck was I?

The Sphinx had no riddle to voice…

Nor any answer to my question..

When a man seeks himself… where should he look?

Far and wide I hunted

Across the globe I trekked

Yet… No matter how much I sought

I wasn’t anywhere I looked

Finally determining that Elvis must have left the building

I shrugged my shoulders

And went home…

Mom and Dad greeted me with hugs

I slept that night in my old room

Read some of my old books

Watched the stars from my window

When Mom came in to wish me good night…

Tears in her eyes

Love in her heart…

I looked around..

Spotted the mirror where I had once agonized …

Over my first pimple

Over the suit I had for prom

Over how sparse my teen mustache was…

There… in the center..

There… Who is that?

Getting up from the bed I walked over

Sat on my old rickety chair

Looked deep into the reflective glass…

There you are…

It was me…

Found at last

Right here at home