My first crush was a fat boy

He had beautiful green eyes

He played the piano

He is gay - of course, he is

But I think that's part of why I loved him

He didn't need anything from me

Not enough to behave badly

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My heart squiggles around nervously in my chest

Every time the phone rings

Did some creep get my number and want to harass me?

Is some bill overdue?

Does my boss want me to work today?

No, it's just a silly little telemarketer

Trying to get me to book a vacation

When I can't even afford a beer

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I went into the city today

Looking for a job

And I waited at a bus stop on the street

Watching the people sleep

I'm afraid of them

I'm afraid of being them