I left my identity in a bad neighborhood 

With the keys still in it,

Trying to get someone to steal it

So I could get the insurance to pay it off.

I owed more on my identity 

Than what it was worth.

I was stuck in it

With no way to trade it in.

So I saved up enough 

To put a down payment on a new one,

(Or new to me! I'm not going to suffer 

That kind of depreciation ever again!)

And after the loan went through and

I'd made the first payment,

I let the old one go back to the finance company.

But it is I who feel I've repossessed myself!

Yes, I may have a slightly used identity,

But I can turn over the ignition with faith and pride,

With the confidence and the awareness 

Of whom I get to be true to.

-jenn