毕业舞会

I'm oddly excited

Perhaps that's because

Although it shouldn't matter

It somehow does

It's strange, but I feel like I'm in a time machine

'Cause guess what? It's like I'm suddenly seventeen

So book a white limo, uncork the Dom

After twenty-one years I am finally going to prom

I once thought a night like this wasn't in the cards

Now I've got a date, a tux and the whole nine yards

A rational person would just stay calm

Oh, since when am I rational?

Barry is going to prom!

The prom!

I wish I could tell that sad kid I was

To stop crying into his Cheetos

They say, "It gets better"

Guess what? It does

Who cares if you're a big old girl?

Just get into that gym and twirl

Barry's going to the

To the freakin' prom

Going to the prom.

In showbiz I've never felt such a thrill divine

My date is a high school lesbian, still it's fine

And though it's been years, I might call my mom

And tell her that though it's overdue, all of my waiting is over too

And if you're not happy, I'm over you

'Cause Barry

Yes, Barry

Go on.

Look at me, Mom

Barry's going to…

Prom

Yeah!

Hello, interweb.

My name is Emma Nolan, and I'm 17 and I'm gay.

You might have heard about the fake prom in Indiana.

That was me.

It was awful in every way,

and I spent a lot of time feeling sorry for myself.

So I wrote a song for all the people out there

who love someone in a way that the world just doesn't understand.