Ooo Oo.

Organization Is For The Sane

You’ll learn I lose a lot of things
One of those being my mind,
But don’t worry, I mean I don’t, this happens all the time
Which I forget also, one being time and the fact of forgetfulness

I should get a filing cabinet

But I’ll leave the cabinet to my president,
And armoire for me,
And some filing for my secretary.

I lost my darker pen
So red will have to do
I’ll write these lines,
and wish for times
I didn’t write for you.
But that’s not true

All it was was for you, her, she

It’s a reoccurring theme.
But now I write of deeper things,

And I’ve unstitched my heart from my sleeve

But you can’t put it in a folder or such

You see,
I lost my mind for you.
But now,
I lose it for me.