Come to think of it
I'm not entirely sure
Where I lost myself
Maybe it was in those 8 hours of classtime
Lost in notes and due dates
Equations and definitions
In beds of strangers or
Old friends who I no longer know the whereabouts of
Was it in love lost and forgotten?
Perhaps words and friendly exchanges
Greetings and goodbyes
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 at the cinema?
Lonely coffee shops?
Or crowded concert halls?
Or maybe it was in the ticking of clocks and the counting of time
Waiting for the better times that never came
Come to think of it
I'm not entirely sure I've lost myself
I'm not entirely sure I've ever had myself at all
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