So there's a new kid in the classroom
and the other kids all stare
as he comes and sits right next to me
"Why's he sitting there?"
He's not your average schoolboy
he has the darkest stare
that threatens all who see it
thundering through his messed up hair.
He glares at all the others
as his choice they mock with glee
the pretty ones all clucking
as to why he would choose me.
But here he sits, unmoving
solid stone with stormy eyes
while I control my longing
for his hand upon my thigh.
He really is quite dreamy
in his own peculiar way
so I'm scribbling in my notebook
trying to find words to say.
Now he's staring at my notebook
I'm exposed, I want to die
as he reads these words I'm writing
and puts his hand upon my thigh!!!

Sticks and stones my break my bones
but words may never leave me.

They come in yellow,
They come in red,
I want the yellow,
But, I want them dead.
They offered discount,
I  paid in full,
"They are losing petals"
But, I will pay in whole.

I've been dreaming,
I've been dreaming,
I've been thinking of you.
I've been thinking of,
Thinking of,
Believing in you,
Believing you,
Believing you,
Believing our love was true.

I left some here,
I left some there,
I left them all over,
But, I didn't care.
I'd hope you find them,
I'd hope you cry,
Maybe just one tear ,
From maybe just one eye.


I've been dreaming,
I've been dreaming,
I've been thinking of you.
I've been thinking of,
Thinking of,
Believing in you,
Believing you,
Believing you,
Believing our love was true.

I died last winter,
I died last spring,
I've been living through summer,
But,tried not to breath.
I'm at my worst,
Not at my best,
Will someone find me,
And see through this test?

I've been dreaming,
Thinking,
I've been believing in you,
As I die and wither,
Will you help me bloom?

Through wigs and make up,
I pick up slack,
Where you fall,
I have your back,
You lose your rhythm,
And fall off track,
I am perfections,
In which you lack,
I have no flaws,
I have no cracks,
When you lose yourself,
Find Domino Black.

Here's to the Insomniacs,
Deprived of the blissful retreat , to dream sweet.
to the girl, with the anxiety attacks..
Who holds her composure,
When the strength lacks..
To the boys who are ashamed to cry,
Hanging their heads,
  all wondering why..
Why must we feel this way?
Embarking on a battle..
Every single day.
Just hoping for sunshine,
A breath of fresh air,
To help them unwind,
what's life, if not to feel alive?
You deserve to be happy ,
Not deprived..
Please darlings, spread your wings..
& learn to fly.