I’m sitting on this chair writing a post on this sheet
For I wanna discover where did I forget myself ?

Is it in someone’s pocket ?
Or was it in someone’s heart ?

Is it imprisonned in a spice jar ?
Or I gave it to someone served in a dish ?

Did it sink along the Titanic ?
Or is it flying in a plane among clouds ?

Did I melt down like snow ?
Or diffused away like flowers glow ?

Or am I ranked in a shelf among other books ?
Or forgotten on a barbecue grill ?

Is it in a bird’s song ?
Or in a friendship bond ?

Or in a firefighter’s battle
Or I Simply left it in a keyhole ?

Did I lock it up in a drawer ?
Or zipped it in atraveler’s bag ?

Is it laying as a maths formula in a fraction bar ?
Or am I a mishap ? a punctuation mark ?

It’s Strange to have me here with my empty self
because as you know I forgot
Where did I loose myself.