underneath

Remember when I was perfect?
Not in this life or the last,
Even the one before that,
Before I was made a man,
Before stone and water made sand,
Lifes complexities it seems drag me down,
Somehow chip away at us all...eventually,
Squashed and wedged between an old ladies handbag
And a school satchel,
The real me,
Beneath this outershell you'll see,
Cuz I'm more than this,
And more than what's happened to me,
Beneath it all my soul still floats,
Through space just like it always has
And always ever will
Waiting like an ancient dinosaur bone
For you to dig me up