Lacking Alacrity

Twirl-ing in a place that doesn't quite feel my own,
I have forgotten my core while talking to people,
I don't quite know.
Absorbing thoughts and theories,
I lost the connections of my own.

Not physically, entirely, lost,
but some what found.
Isolated, unsure of what I am;
Or want.

Breathing finally and thinking of my soul which twists itself in side of me.
It's shy and strange and.... Off with the fairies.... I suppose

Facebook reminds me
morbidly of my past...............is that?
Is that really me?
The bit
that seems so lost.
Or had I forgotten it way before...
way before I breathed my first breath of
consciousness?