Beyond A Single Temperature

A chemical process, then my penis I hold,
To stray from the norm, you're forced to fold,
I am in year eight at high school,
I understand each relevant rule,
Students arrive to learn,
Heading towards a future burn,
To search a family tree,
Positive or negative reflections to be,
Following sport, a battle of power,
As a flock we approach the shower,
Clothes fall as eyes begin to look,
Someone is called gay and is placed on a hook,
Year nine arrives, taking centre stage,
I tend to make friends with people of a lower age,
My education continues, I begin to feel safer,
Most that I have leant is beyond paper,
To catch a ball, preform a dance,
Or understand movement within my pants,
The act of sex, instincts to follow,
STD's and the chance to become hollow,
Sexual attraction, girl or boy?
When it comes to sexual relief, what is your toy?
Books teach problem solving, an evolving light,
Fellow students teach insight, law determines wrong from right,
Midway through year ten,
Came the realisation from which I could not defend,
Following sport, a battle of power,
Came the insight that would surface every hour,
A chemical process, then my penis I hold,
A naked year seven boy, I feel both hot and cold.