I knew this kid named Alberto. Funny style cat. And his girl looked like a turtle. Not Lisa Turtle just a turtle. High school track. He ran the hurdle. His peers shed tears senior year when he got murdered. Now Alberto was your average A student. Participated in class. Never came late. And never truant. His family was picture perfect. His older sister was prom queen. His dad a decorated vet from the Vietnam team. His mother was Dear Abby. An ordinary house wife. Like clockwork always had dinner on the table at 5. But Alberto had a monster he kept under his bed. Instead of letting it out. He just got a girlfriend instead. She knew something was funny. Shecould tell by his behavior. Or the way he flamboyantly shook his hand. When he would wave to her. She thought nothing of it. And just shoved it in the closet. Until the day that word dripped out like leaky faucet. Alberto was homosexual. I ain't have nothing against it. But little Ronnie Johnson and all his football player friends did. They'd always pick and nag. Call him "fag" and such and such. And couldn't wait to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts. The gym teacher never cared. He'd just join in on the action. He'd make silly gestures. And compared him to Micheal Jackson. Alberto couldn't take it. He'd just stop showing up and whenever he walked them halls. He just felt like throwin' up. And night he would cry and cry and ask "God why?". Like "God why the fuck'd I have to be born this way?". God would reply "Son you've gotta show 'em you're more than gay". Cause he had dreams to be a track star. Until that warm April night. Them gay jokes went way too far. Ronnie begged for his forgiveness. And invited him to a party. Cause his parents went away. And left him plenty of Bacardi. Alberto kindly accepted. He was finally accepted. Except it was all deception. And left them all unprotected. It was a plan Ronnie had scammed. To get him in the right place. Verbally degrade and rearrange his pretty face. The plan would go swiftly. They started calling him sissy. One punch turned into fifty. They beat him till he was dizzy. Now Alberto lie in blood. While his peers look on in fear. He took his last breath. And passed away his senior year. Needless to say. It was one big tragedy. And how was Ronnie gonna explain to his family. While they were on vacation taking in sights. He got wasted and killed a kid that night. Don't be a slave and behave the way they do. Just utilize the gifts that God gave you [x4]. I knew this girl named Maria. Bright and talented. With aspirations to be a. Big superstar. What a great idea. Until she fell off and started to listening to her peers. Oh dear!. Now Maria was your typical obnoxious. Analytical head strong rebel. Flippin' off the principal. Single mother home structure. She looked after baby brother. While mom worked two jobs. Just to buy supper. Pops was a struggling musician. Troubled man. Juggling family and heroin addiction. He overdosed and left a notice of eviction. And a crate of records on the table in the kitchen. And a little angel with a keen sense of sound. Who saw silence in the records she found. And she would stay up late at night. Reciting songs to herself. Under pale moonlight. Righting wrongs that her pops made. Promised her mom she'd never go that same route. Turns out. Carrie Anne had other plans. Her and her man Ronnie most popular. Second best to nobody. Homecoming queen versus ugly duckling. And the story ends the same way. Ok Ronnie's parents went away for a couple of days. And told him "No Drinking". What the fuck were they thinking?. Maria was oblivious that her boyfriend had already been invited. So when Carrie Anne asked. She got all excited. Like "damn now I got something to look forward to". Or so she thought. Maria kindly accepted. Except it was all bullshit. Not pay attention. Carrie Anne hated Maria cause she could sing. So she scored a bag of heroin. But the craziest thing was. Maria never touched drugs she did that night. And when her man was getting beat. She was nowhere in sight. Now her boyfriend lie in blood. And she had no idea. Alberto passed away and she got hooked her senior year. Needless to say. It was one one big tragedy. And I hate to break it but. It doesn't end happily. A warm day in May. The sky was so beautiful. Carrie Anne died in a crash leaving the funeral