I’m walked by feet or shaped in the mind. I start with choice, direction defined. Some lose me when their worlds turn gray, And find me again by light of day.

What is always in front of you but can’t be seen?

A glimpse of me will have you searching your memories But as soon as you think of me I’ve already left

What word has twenty six letters and only three syllables?

Put your hands on me just right, Twist and turn and shut me tight. You can polish me all night. If you're having trouble thinking and your hearts a flutter, it's not me it's you, your mind is in the gutter.