Getting under the skin

Skating across the surface of my conscience
Embossing your name into the folds of my cranium
Seeping between the cracks in my brain
It's your presence that's causing this delirium
I require focus to perform to the best of my abilities
But there you are, pervading my every other thought
You're like an ever present mosquito
A loathsome pest that I long to swat
I could be so much more productive
Without this tunnel vision with you at the end
Set me free from my wrought out misery
Let me be happy just being your friend

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