Me

by

Richard Betts Jr.

You and I, we grew up together,
Went to the same school when we were kids.
Together we came of age,
Had the same beliefs and dreams, you and I did.

You and I, we were like most teenage boys,
The world was our stage.
You - so quiet and reserved,
Me - so full of fire and rage.

We thought we were invincible.
We shared a love of sports and beautiful new cars.
Together we'd drink cold beers
From frosty mugs at the local bars.

You and I, we enjoyed fishing
At that little stream just over the hill.
We tried our hand at hunting,
But we enjoyed the hunt rather than the kill.

Then one day it happened,
Just like I prayed it never would.
I struggled to summon the strength,
I'm sorry, but I never could.

I tried so many times to tell you,
But every time my courage broke.
You laughed at first and thought
I was playing one of my foolish jokes.

Then you screamed and called me vicious words,
Said I had deceived you and everyone else.
I said all I was guilty of
Was trying to deceive myself.

Now when you see me on the street,
You quickly turn the other way.
But I go home and tell our Mom,
"Hey, Mom, I say my brother today."

Your eyes have become so narrow,
And your mind has grown so small,
When you look across the way,
You refuse to see me at all.

When you glance in my direction,
I think I know what you really see.
All you can focus on is . . .

Gay little me.

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Why don't you look at Death Comes In
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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