Overthinking With A Bad Memory

I look at things but don’t remember,
Its as if my memory is made of cheddar.
But the cause I cannot comprehend.
Am I going round the bend?
If yes then why all this torture?
Maybe its a part of some disorder.
Or perhaps it is just a phase.
If so then let me be rid of this haze.
It stifles and does so frustrate.
Upon my mind I do not wish to wait.
I need an answer and need it now.
Dallying is not something I can allow.
For decisions come and they go.
To be left hanging is not cricket so,
Give me pause and let me think.
Don’t keep offering me a new drink.
The interruption hinders more.
At this rate I’ll never be sure.