no method to my madness

i got mad because you got mad
because i wanted to talk to everyone else, it seems,
everyone but you,
and now i'm madder than mad
because all i want to do is talk to you
-isn't that funny?
i can't contain all of my emotions
my body is too compact,
and oh, I do love you,
I do I do want to speak with you only you
all the time every second you and just you
but i want it because i love you and i want you to want it
because i love you not because
you're just secretly screwed up
and selfish.
i want you
but i want you to want me too
even when i act unwantable.
and i'm sorry for yelling
and i'm sorry for crying
but you, you should be sorry
but you're not
and you won't be.
that's fine
i'm sorry.