THE WALL OF FACES

I think there were three different times that we were forced to sit next to each other in class to punish me for some childish behavior or another. You were so offended. Didn't you know that they were trying to get me to behave more like you? You were the good one. They had no idea that I never felt punished, just angry in your defense. What sarcasm came out of your mouth when you mumbled! But don't worry, you were probably talking over their heads anyway. You were so brilliant. Then one day your picture was in the paper and I couldn't stop crying. I miss you, Jimmy.