My Forgetter

I found this little ditty on a message board and thought it described my current mental state rather aptly.

My forgetter is getting better.
It's my rememberer that's broke.
To you this may seem funny,
But to me this is no joke.

For when I'm here I'm wondering,
If I really should be there.
And, if I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!

Oft times I walk into a room
and wonder, "what am I here for?".
I rack my brain, but all in vain,
And zero is my score.

At times I put something away,
Where it will safely be,
And the person that it's safest from,
Generally is me!

When shopping I may see someone,
Stop and have a chat.
Then when I walk away,
I ask myself "Just who was that?"

Yes, my forgetter's getting better.
It's my rememberer that's broke.
It's driving me plumb crazy,
And that too is no joke!

-unknown