An Apology - Canasta

Ed wasn’t like the other boys

So someone said

«I'll bet he goes for boys» and we agreed

We made jokes and I made friends

With all the guys who’d never speak to me

A family moved in up the street

In English they chose not to speak

We couldn’t grasp that ideology

So we threw eggs and I threw up

The next best thing to an apology

But somehow

We turned out all right

For awhile they had to wonder

If our fear would pull us under

When I was eight I tempted fate

A big mistake

I told a girl she meant the world to me

I broke down when she broke up

And spent the rest of recess in a tree

I wasn’t always thin like this

A TV lovin' kid

I’d walk to class while insults followed me

They grew quiet as I grew up

But when will I get my apology?