Why do you make me feel this way?

Why do you make me feel this way?
It's just that everyday,
Something's not okay.
Like a needle in a stack of hay.

What about how I feel
When I kneel
On a pile of grits
Just for you to see
How committed I'd be.

I act like a dim-wit
Because I know
That you're it.

You're always in my head.
I can't think of other things instead.

Saw your place today.

Riding my bike, I ran into a pole
Because, all of a sudden, I felt that hole.

I wish I'd had the guts
To take the chance
When I'd felt I must.