The Envelop Stuffer

I do not have thoughts and beliefs, only words--
Lines, circles, dots, and curves.
I make each stroke with care.

My memory is fleeting.
I do not remember your eyes, nose, mouth, and ears,
Or the essence of your fatness.

I cannot recount an incident like a camcorder.
My mind likes to take selected pictures,
And then freeze them in time.

You wondered why I could not understand the most basic ideologies.
I am not a parent, a wife, or a bread-winner.
I am just a loafer,
Drafting lines, circles, dots, and curves.