My mind is crowded, there's not enough room.
I keep telling myself I'm overthinking my own gloom.

I try to step back, to get some perspective.
Instead, I simply bump into another; they're simply not objective.

I feel lonely in love.
I feel disconnected sort of.
I can't explain it, it's probably stupid.
I suffer from girl brain, and either she loves or she hates Cupid.