I Hate Spiral Notebooks

I Hate Spiral Notebooks

There is a marching band of confusion traveling through my head

Playing chaos out of tune and leaving my thoughts half dead

If souls do bleed, then mine is bone dry

Tear glands swell, so at night, I still cry

Not from the pain, but from the confusion at best

I guess I should be thankful, for the presence I’ve been blessed

I miss her so much and can’t seem to leave her alone

But she is leaving me and my heart now turns to stone

She isn’t running away, just following her plans

This girl is out of reach, like military contraband

She says that she loves me and says that I’m the one

But I caused damage to this girl, which cannot be undone

I don’t want her to stay, but I don’t want her to go

I feel so confused I’m never in the know

She made me feel good about just being old me

And I am her captive, which she will never set free

Even if she hates me and she tells me so

Her memories are with me no matter where I go

I want to be her everything but all I am is Kyle

All in all my power is to simply make her smile