I forget. So easily I forget.

I forget how nice it is to smell fresh morning air. I choose to bury my nose in my pillow for just that few minutes more.

I forget how good it is to get a little exercise done. I choose to flick through a few more channels.

I forget how fufilling it is to pen a random thought or rhyme. I click away mindlessly at some stupid game.

I forget how much I like music. I listen to the same thing over and over. I've got nothing to listen to, I say.

I forget how much I like making things. I choose to shelve my model kits. I don't have enough time, I say.

I forget how great it is to have a friend. I choose to be alone. They never understand, I say. So I don't talk to them about things. So they don't know. So they don't understand. Which only proves my point. So I agree with myself.

I forget how easily I forget. I know it all, I say.

Well, I remember now.