Out of my mind

I get quite obsessive about things. Not quite what one would want to hear. I hope your an object I can cast aside. But these things these obsessions they take all my time. They infiltrate my mind when I'm thinking when I sleep. They prevent me from living a normal life. People think I'm strange. When I type in my head. I think I'm strange how I like you but I dont even know you. These obsessions these things I dont control them they control me.