Lost Myself Along the Way

Come to think of it
I'm not entirely sure
where I lost myself

Maybe it was in those 8 hours
of class time
lost in notes and definitions

In beds of strangers or
old friends who I no longer
know the whereabouts of 

Did I lose myself somewhere 
along those roads driven on
late nights to places with people
whose faces I won't ever recall?

Did I leave myself behind in
books or shows or at the cinema?

Or maybe it was the ticking of the clocks
and the counting of time
waiting for better times
that never came

Come to think of it
I'm not entirely sure I lost myself
I'm not entirely sure I had myself
Maybe all these places
are where I've found myself
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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