Enthusiastic boys, unaware that they are being watched from a distance.

Energetic boys who don’t appreciate the luck they are blessed with.

Passionate boys who are not like the persona they project.

Naughty boys who talk like gangstas but are deep-down sensitive.

Fashionable boys with silver threads around their necks, who dress like they think they should, and not how they they would like to. Moschino, Hoodrich, North face, Stone Island.

Boys who stuff their hands down their underwear because they think it makes them hard. Boys who pretend their sweet smelling piss and cum fingers are guns.

Handsome boys who don’t understand that they are ancestral sons of Adonis who grew up on our council estates.

Boys who like boys, but must like girls, who are always fat girls.

We are envious, and we weep at the unfairness of it all.