One.

He is my crush.
He is perfect for me.
I don't dare make the first move.
Not even using a face identity in Facebook.
I'll graduate the 19th.
I may never see him again.
I hate my cowardice.

Two.

My parents will go.
As everyone parents.
They may hear the comments.
Ill be bored
I'll be worried.
My parents will fry me alive later.
And *bonus* there may be a very embarrassing video of me in the Prom's video, that may get oublished in Facebook.

Three.

I am fucking scared.
My mother is scared that I am gay.
I want them to know.
I know dad will be OK with gay.
But I never see him.
He travels a lot.
Mother, I see everyday.
She will hate me.

Four.

I need a guy.
I need a tender kiss.
I need a real friend
I need someone that listens.
I need to go out.
I can't.
I'm scared.
I need to go somewhere this holidays far from my parents
I can't.
I need a guy.
I need love.
I need tranquillity.

Five.

Even my best effort is not enough.
I'm always underachieving for them.
I need a normal life.
I need peace of mind.
And freedom
I need everyone to know I'm gay.
I can't.
I need to think about myself more.
I need to be an average teenager.
No one my age should feel this old
look this tried
be this stressed.

Six.

I need change.

Seven.

I won't get change.

Eight.

I'm desperate.
I'll break down.

Nice.

Help me.

Ten.

I need a hug.