Dr. Who gave me the feels
While I sat in the kitchen with potato peels
Cooking up some pumpkin pie
Trying not to look in the corner of my eye
Amy Pond, I miss you so
But the Angel's hand said you had to go
You know, the power of three was better, I thought
When it wasn't three Doctors together and caught
Oh sure, they're awfully clever, (400 years and 4 seconds)
But wanting Amy with the Doctor? I'm not alone, and I reckon
She'd want it too, because that's how she is
The Doctor's her best friend, and as well, she's his
Rose Tyler, Rose Tyler, your body came back!
And this time it wasn't through a reality crack!
Interfacing with Bad Wolf Girl to realize YANO
But the part that broke my heart again: "I don't want to go."

You are magic
You are cute
It's true, it's true

You are gorgeous
You are fine
It's true, it's true

You are infinite
You are pi
It's true, it's true

I stand almost alone in
A field of grain
And in this field I see
Me

Four perfect copies of
Me
And each
Me looks a little different

One stands and laughter
S     i        l
   p       l       s
From her mouth
But her eyes are black

In the next me I
See anger dwells
But she doesn't show her
Weakness quite yet

The third has wet cheeks
Sunk in eyes and a weak smile
Though her heart is broken
It still tries to beat

The last is barely there
She is thin and shaking
He body covered from self inflicted wounds
And hateful words and profanities cover her arms

Then you appear and walk behind
Each one of me
And shoot each one in the head
And when you are finished you look up and say

"These are not you anymore
You don't need to hide from your
Friends, your family
And you need to let go your broken heart

And as for your self loathing
We will fix that too
So wake up
And you'll be in my arms"

And with that
I'm trying to let go

Can't bear the sight of smiles
When I'm like this

You're yellow
I'm sorry
But that's just what
You are

You could try to be
Indigo
Scarlet
Vermilion

But you are
Daisy instead
That's okay
Even if others don't think so

So paint with your colors
Fly and show them, proudly
Don't try to be different
Because when you do

That's when you loose yourself

They say change is
A good thing

Gavi, this isn't that type
Of change

Please bring my
Gavi back

Drops of rain like acid fall
Upon the stupid child
Whose head averted from the call
Of mother hears no sound

The drops continue, falling fast
Still stupid child sits
And the marks erosion made will last
The child's lit eyes fade