Honestly, I'd Rather expel you from my mind...
Never again think about you at any given time.
I'm distraught by you,
Because I always have a thought of you
when there's something else I ought to do.
And you don't even know it.
I hardly ever show it.
But I make efforts just to have casual conversation,
Disguised as coincidental occasions when we meet in those locations.
I know little about you,
And that makes me think about you.
And I try my hardest to focus on your flaws,
in hopes that turning me off to you is what it'll cause.
But I'm blinded when I'm reminded of why I like you.
It's like, though I'd never hurt you, I'm always trying to fight you.
I want nothing to do with you because I want everything to do with you.
And I don't even know if that same statement is true with you.
I'm trying to control these feelings since we barely know each other,
But honestly... I'm curious to see if we can grow together.
So I'm cross-eyed; with my eyes all out of line,
Because I'm looking past you and at you the same time.
