She says all men want is sex
But I just want to cuddle...

The queen of hearts between the Jack and the King
Is wondering if its better to be in a fling...

Do you want to see me? I'm not so cool.
I've got a bag full of trash that is...

I've been making art all night and day
Not being able to stop no matter the way...

In the later stages of the day
I see a bright red scaffold that runs away...

The face hides behind walls and masks
To seem coldly staring as the days pass...

You Poor Autistic child
with your hair, oh so wild...

Imagining you here, makes things seem clear
And it kills and fades away all fears...

I dreamt I saw you dancing
Deep into my heart...

Weeping violets never seemed so dear
As when my heart lied dying of fear...

I live another life through your pictures
As they take me to another place...

I want to be alone today
You ask so much of me, I'm dying...