Am I Really Me????

I started out calmly tracing my tree,

to find if I could, the making of me,

and all that I had was a great grandfather's name,

not knowing his wife or from whence he came.

I chased him across a long line of states

and came up with pages and pages of dates.

When all put together, it made me forlorn,

I proved that poor grandpa had never been born.

One day I was sure the truth I had found.

Determined to turn this whole thing upside down.

I looked up the record of one uncle John,

but then found the old man was younger than his son.

Then when my hopes were fast growing dim,

I came across records that must have been him.

The facts I collected made me quite sad.

Dear old grandfather was never a dad.

I think maybe someone is pulling my leg.

I'm not at all sure I wasn't hatched from an egg.

After hundreds of dollars I've spent on my tree,

I can't help wonder if I'm really me