My friend,
she came up to me
one sunny day.
I remember it well.
She pulled me aside,
spoke in a low voice,
asked me out.
What was going throught her head?
What was going throught my head?
Oh shit, is this for real?
can she read my mind?
Is this a joke?
I can't believe it.
How could they find out,
my deepest secret, my best wish?
I just want it to be true.
I don't care what they say,
If they call me queer,
or odd.
I accept, because I like her too.
My freind, she is lovely,
and we are perfect together.
Us two shes,
the only ones in the school.
Don't be ashamed of who you are.
