The Boy across the room ===================

He sits and stares at the boy across the room, wondering what he would think Wondering what the stares could provoke, wondering if there was a link The girls are pretty, but he can't pull away, from the sight that lingers in front The bastard homophobe race population is not really that blunt

The stares turn to blares of hatred bigotry, while he sits and gazes His crystal blue eyes melt in demise, of the homophobe world and their dazes The teacher in front doesn't stop the cold game of taunting the boy inside He wakes from his daydream and gazes once more, wishing he could have one chance But he has to stand and go along with this bigot homophobe dance