So I'm like a lost animal

They say I have no gain,

To them I am nothing

All I do is bring them shame.

I live alone in a world so crowded

We can't feel each others pain.

I take my stride

With you by my side

Because to you, I AM everything.

I wrote this for my boyfriend, because he has always been there for me, even when the rest of world thought that my beliefs should be shunned. Our mothers had us on the same night, in the same hospital and in the same hall. We shared a crib together, I was 3 weeks premature. We went home from the hospital on the same day, and moved into the same appartment building. I was on the top floor, with the luxury of the roof, and he was right below me, his bedroom window by the fire escape. We went to the same daycare, preschool, and school. When I was in 7th grade I became brave enough to talk to my best and only friend about the biggest secret of my life. He was the first one ever that I had told I was gay. I will always remember that day, because all he did was smile, take my hand and kiss my cheek. For the past five years, I have secretly crept from my room, down the fire escape and to his loving arms. I will admit that we have only been physically active three times, and to a very small degree. But what is one to do when you are prohibited to marry the person you love? In my eyes, I couldn't see us being any more mated in the eyes of god. And don't laugh at me. I tend to be more on the animalistic side, in the fact that there should be no line deviding us from the animal kingdom, seeing as how we are animals ourselves, to the pun even. The things we do surprise me, that sometimes I wish I wasn't human. So, is that not a damn good Bio?

And here my boyfriend will type (he's been breathing down my neck for the last half hour and I wish he would stop ... so he kisses me. GREAT!)

hey all. thanks ya for readn my boys stuff. it makes hm happy. bye.

He dosen't seem that concerned about his grammer, does he? No, he doesn't. I'm straight A, he's straight F. Okay 1, just 1, A. It's called P.E.

It's called makin a root-beer float! Yeaha!