Before you clicked in, did you think you were pretty awesome?
My brother fell asleep standing during the flag-raising ceremony, toppled over, then got up and said, "Next time, I'll sleep face-down."
What about you? What are you, exactly?
He asked the cafeteria auntie, "Have you been practicing that hand shake?" She gave him two extra spoonfuls of meat.
What about you? What are you, exactly?
He asked his physics teacher, "Does gravity get tired?" The teacher questioned the meaning of life for the rest of the afternoon.
What about you? What are you, exactly?
And me, his younger brother, spend every day wondering how to get a different sibling.
What about you? Are you even worthy?
You don't even have a brother like him.
The book next door doesn't insult people. If you're tired, go sit over there. Just watch your mouth, though. Those people don't take insults well.
Updates daily. You'll read it. Because you're bored.
