i lay in bed and close my eyes, no matter how hard, there's no surprise. in fibers counted, over fence they seek, elusive is my hope to seek. what am i, with this elusive thing I seek?

You'll name me yours, yet seldom beloved. You'll take me home; yet I'm often spurned. If we're finished; a lesson's learned. I'll leave you a number; and maybe a letter. But you'll never call me; and maybe that's better.

I live in a building with more than one hundred tenants Some born here, others raised. I'm one of the three originals The lightest of the heavyweights If needed, I'll help you get your head straight.

I have a neck, where I’m often grabbed, but don’t fret, I’ve got that covered. From BB to ZZ I’ve been used To paint in blues, and hues yet to be discovered.

Schools and parents fear me. People use me to kill, but I am neither poison nor weapon. I am safe for the majority to consume, but fatal to a select few.