my response to a phrase that irritates me slightly

you told me to go find myself,
but i’m not interested in looking.
i’ve combed through every lost-and-found i’ve ever visited,
i’ve asked my favorite elementary school teachers. they don’t know.
to tell the truth (because i’ve been taught it’s the right thing to do)
i don’t think i ever was lost.
sure, i might have misplaced a few things –
the overalls, the coloring books, the nightlight, the hair accessories –
but i don’t know that it’s even possible to lose your self.
the most basic term for all that is you:
body, personality, passing thoughts, memories, mistakes
all.
regardless of what you do, how much you change, or who you’re becoming,
your self
will always live on.