Don't know how I got here,

Cookie and Cream ecstasy stemming

From the unknow.I suspect

It to be nothing more than

Wanting to be alone.

The other day, I forgot:

A birthday, a friend, a time,

A beat, a feeling, a colour.

It is a funny concept-your

Memories stretching to the 

Seams. Dreams of poodle-

Shaped clouds, airplanes and

Blue skies are Somethings That

I Used To Know.

In place of them came

The grass, unable to disguise

The Doubt.

"You sure?"

"Positive"

"You sure?"

"I guess"

"You sure?"

"I could"

"You can't"

"Yes I can't"

Couldn't multiply three 

Digit numbers, now it

Is somewhat graver.