I can imagine how my dad must've felt
everytime I asked a question during
one of those films we watched together,
as a family. I was too young to concentrate.
In fact I still can't concentrate on movies.
I'm writing this while watching one.
Even when I don't concentrate, I have
noticed the important things. I'd prove
to you that I am different, but I can't.
I guess that makes me just another living soul
Determined by his actions, past and present.
If not his actions it's his looks or hobbies that are judged
Still this universe is closer to utopia any universe will ever be.