You forgot what you were thinking

And now you're thinking about how you've forgotten

There is a void being filled by your panic

Because what if what you were thinking was important?

Shit - 

You just mixed up your friend's interests

And you forgot who you already told about your weekend

It’ll be fine as long as nobody takes notice

You lost your favorite pen again, your favorite hoodie, an important letter

You can't even retrace your steps since there are so many gaps in your memory

There are so many new thoughts coming in that are

Pushing out all the ones you were having

You are terrified of the future, your extreme emotions,

And the weird thoughts that intrude your brain at any given moment

You say, "the other day,” but that's not when that took place

There is proof that you're lazy, that you must be acting out of spite

So you close your eyes and internalize

Your willpower sucks, 

Your listening is trash

Well, mine is too

I do almost all the same things as you

Our mannerisms are eerily akin and so random

Maybe it would be better if it were more predictable

I have a diagnosis, and you would think it would help with that, 

But no

(“You’re so quirky!”) (“What are you on?”)

Just stop talking

I don’t know how to think my way out of feeling this time

I know everything that I need to but that isn’t helping

My executives keep on dysfunctioning