Forget It

At this point of time,

I just wish I didn't remember,

Anything.

Everything.

And just wake up to a blank mind,

Without knowing that I'm a poet,

Or that I might be in love with someone,

Or how did I happen to live where I live,

Or any stories that led me here.

At this point of time,

I just wish to forget,

Maybe then it'll be alright.