Still Looking

I first misplaced myself in college,
(this happens to the best of us).
Was it a lack of carnal knowledge?
Perhaps, but like the rest of us,
I suffered through my English major.
My friends would party, drink and wager,
but I did study, study hard,
while planning to become a bard.
Then daddy said: "get a profession",
and added: "no one wants to write,
but to have written." He was right,
and so when faced with this confession,
I put my barding on a shelf,
and ever since, look for myself.