So Poppy It'll Make You Puke, Part Two
i know that you'll never talk to me, but a dumb
boy can always dream, and that's exactly what i
plan to do, dream of a place where i'd be cool.
i see her walking away wearing a beautiful, white
sleevless sweater. i don't know what i would say
if ever given the chance to meet her.
i might just tell her my name, scared to death of
what she would do, for now i'll just close my eyes
because sleeping sure beats being ridiculed.