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