I don't know if you can call me gay. I am in love with Joanna. But I will never ever ever ever like another girl...I will never LOOK at another girl in any other way that a friend looks at another friend. That is...assuming I have a friend after all of this. You guys have known me for forever and this has been a part of my life for 9 months. And you were still my friends. So why would you not be my friends now? Because you know ONE more little thing about me? That's crazy. You guys do whatever you think you need to do. I'll always be here for anyone.*AS FOR MASON AND JESSIE--SCREW YOU*
**Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines, he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops" because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy took all of the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine with a row of X's and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.
**Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn" because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of the new paint
And the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it.
**Once on a paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence:A Question" because that was the question about his girl
And thats what it was all about
And his teacher gave him and A and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed or even talked
And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do
And at 3 am he tucked himself into bed his father snoring soundly.
**That's why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutly Nothing"
Because thats what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door because he didn't think he could make it to the kitchen.