I woke up early full of cheer,

The day ahead was crystal clear.

I packed my bag with things to bring,

But one small item slipped the string.

I left my keys, forgot my phone.

My mind a maze, I’m not alone.

I’ve searched my pockets, checked my shoes.

And still, that one thing I will lose.

(Reff)

Each day I try to plan it right.

Yet miss the mark, despite my might.

A lesson learned, but not complete.

Some days, forgetting is my feat.

I walk out the door, then turn around.

It’s always something to be found.

A notebook left upon my chair.

A pen I needed, nowhere there.

I grab my coat, but wait, I think.

I’ve left the coffee, on the sink!

It’s funny, though, how it unfolds.

The things I need, but can’t hold.

(Reff)

Each day I try to plan it right.

Yet miss the mark, despite my might.

A lesson learned, but not complete.

Some days, forgetting is my feat.

i keep forgetting everything

i keep forgetting everything