I'm hidden. I'm hidden in a family and I'm hidden from the world and no one even realizes it. No one notices me. Well other than my Brother. My family barley notices me.
I'm hidden because I'm like a walking bomb. I'm hiding secret after secret and soon it's gonna come out, like I, the bomb exploded. My brother knows about me but no one else does.
My grandma would just bother me with Lord crap like she does with James ever since he came out. My sister will probably act different around me and one day act like I'm a ghost.
My parents will accept me but be way too accepting. Almost like they hate who I am but want me to feel accepted. You know those over "do-er" parents.
I hate it. I'm alone in school. I'm alone in Kansas and I have no one to go to. I have no friends, I have no other family, I have nothing. I'm a gay white boy with a ordinary family in Kansas. There's nothing to exciting about me.
Other than that I'm crushing on the school emo.