Well, he's got this thing in his eyes that makes me question love It's a curse that has haunt me ever since The brown that lit up in the light, it learned me that everything has depth Unlike my father, even if the brightest light that has ever been shone just bathed his eyes in light Not even then there would be shown the slightest bit of depth Maybe that's why I liked him so much because he was so unlikely to become like my dad I mean My dad was a good man Was It's all the pain that changed him I just really hope he doesn't get hurt and does not change the slightest bit Don't let anyone take away his depth