I had a dream where I pretended to be
Mr Potato Head with all his accessories.
I was given in happiness to a family
But joy soon turned to tragedy.
Their mischievous children just played with my face
Leaving my features all over the place.
I just wanted to look pleasant but that didn’t work
Cause they were only laughing when I looked like a jerk.
I kept changing myself so I could be accepted
But no matter what I did, I wasn’t respected.
So it got to the point where there was nothing else
But to try to get back to being myself.
And it occurred to me that the self that I sought
Could only be found by letting go of what I’m not.
So I took off my feet and I couldn’t walk
Took off my mouth and I couldn’t talk
Took off my ears and I couldn’t hear
Took off my eyebrows and I couldn’t lear
Took off my nose and I couldn’t breathe
Took off my moustache and I couldn’t sneeze
Took off my eyes and I couldn’t view
Took off my arms and I couldn’t do
Took off my legs and I couldn’t kneel
And when I let go of my torso, suddenly… I felt more real.
I was surprised at myself that I was still there
With all of my parts strewn everywhere.
So I asked myself. “Now who am I?”
And out of the blue came a simple reply:
“The one I’m asking for, is the askee.
That one that is left, is just me being me!
And I jumped up and down full of glee,
Free of being anyone particularly
With the great mystery