if this poems are a mess , you should see the dms ?

i like to study the language of you
the knowleadge you have
learn from it
adapt it to my life , perhaps i got love
... on brain , not sure why but something with you
got me , running scared when you add ´me ?
i know those girls you been hanging with
they topic of the town , but maybe you hand me the crown ?
i like to believe you gave me special treatmeant
and sorry for the harrassment , tie me up in the basement
 i learn from the best ... your ex
and i dare you to look what under
if this poem is a mess , you shall see my dms ?