Pixie Dust

Dear pixie

I suppose you're wondering who I am?
I'm your friend
Don't believe me?
You will by the end

You know that mass under your wings
As you sprinkle your dreams?
Yeah, you missed me
(It seems)

You know the demon on your shoulder
Who screams whilst you sing?
You let him loose
(Now there's a thing)

Remember the painting
You painted last night?
You left the curtain in the corner
Out of my sight

How about the image
You left in the dust?
My bed was clean
(Know if you must)

I suppose you've forgotten
The boy in the corner?
Ripping his hair
Trying to fucking rhyme

Well he's waiting.
For you? there's a chance...
For sleep?
For romance?

Well well well
Mrs Lady
Your wings are fading
Your eyes are shady

I won't wait up
(Though we both know I will)
For your wishes
Or for your pill

I'll just rest my eyes,
Yes,
Forget about you,
No...

Shit, pixie girl
Wont you give me a break
From futile frustration
From lying awake

I'm writing this letter in the hope
That one day you'll find time
To read it, though you won't
And take heed of my rhyme

One last thing
I must say:
You leave me alone
(most days)

But once, just once
I know it's a must
Could you sprinkle on me
Your pixie dust.....