On my sexuality

I'm in 5th grade
And school is just
Starting to get serious and
Difficult. But I got this

My parents help me
With homework and papers
And I make some new friends
Whom I grow to love more than life


I'm in 6th grade
And all the girls are crushing
On a boy with blonde hair
And the bluest eyes

I have to admit
He wasn't too hard to look at
It's a shame he just
Wasn't interested in any of us


I'm in 7th grade
And Blue Eyed Boy
Is now dating a pretty girl
With soft, brown skin

And I'm upset, really
She's so gorgeous and
I guess I'm fucking jealous but then
I realize I'm crushing on her not him


I'm in 8th grade
And I've grown into the
Breasts that sit on my chest and
There's a boy that sits next to me

He's tall and handsome
God, I really do like him
But I like his friend Emily
A hell of a lot more


I'm in 9th grade
And I'm trying to be good
But the girl with the dyed hair
Is just too distracting

Then again, so is
The boy with the lip piercing
Who sits next to her
In my English class


I'm in 10th grade
And I'm dating them both
We've been noticing each other for a while
So I guess it was about time

But my parents
They have found out and
I'm a deviant, a disgrace and
I won't be allowed back to this school next year


I'm in 11th grade
And I've switched schools
My parents have grounded me and
I can't see my friends anymore

I lost all my friends
I can't go out and now
Depression has become my
New best friend


I'm in 12th grade
And I can still remember
Both of their names but
I have to focus on school

I get good grades
Even though the school is tough
But for my parents it isn't enough
They still see me as a freak


I'm in my first year of college
And everybody talks
I'm in a small town and
I can't seem to make new friends

Nobody wants the girl
Who has dated boys AND girls
They say it's a phase
And I wish they were right


I'm in my second year of college
And I've stopped giving a shit
Depression has finally, truly, set in
I don't know what to do now

My parents are
Happy that I'm focused on
My school and not dating
So I guess that's all that matters


I have my associates degree
And graduation comes and goes
Passes me by, in a haze
I can't remember if it really happened

I realize that nobody
Will help or save me
So I guess that means I gotta
Get the fuck up and save myself


I'm in my third year of college
And I'm trying to write this
Trying to blame it on
The parents who were so cruel to me

But I just can't seem
To do that because I know
That, misguided as they were,
They were trying to do what was best for me


I'm in my fourth year of college
And things are starting to
Look up at last
No matter what happens, I got me

People tend to talk
And so do my parents
They say it's a phase
And I no longer wish they were right


I'm on summer break
And I meet someone who
Works at an auto body shop
And we hit it off

My parents don't like it and
They never will but now
I'm trying to find my own happiness
With someone I really like


I'm finished with school
And I'm trying once again
To write this stupid
Fucking poem about my life

I haven't seen my parents
In a couple of years but
I'm happy - my partner is happy
For once, in a long time, I'm with someone I love