I lost a poem the other day
It was a beautiful poem
I just don't know where I left it

Wasn't about the heartache?
Feeling like a phantom to the world?

Or the one about the girl
I want to be with
Who doesn't know I exist

Perhaps it was the one about my stepmom
Telling her to get out of my business

Or the one about the angel of love
Who became something else

Professing love to a woman
And finding she doesn't love me back

I just cane remember it
Not for the life of me
So it will always remain
The lost poem.