he read until he knew the planets back and forth. his parents said, "that's not what he was put here for." and he tried to find a way to put perfection aside. but life is always hard when everyone is putting you down. these are days when your baby is born genetically perfect. blonde hair and blue eyes. (the perfect heartbeat). they'll see with nothing less than a perfect 20 20. they will be whoever they wanted to be. he swam until he lost direction of the shore. his perfect brother, he had never lost before. and he found the friend. the kind you give your own blood for. and she found the kind of friend. the kind you wait your whole life for. no regrets. he wanted it so bad he could taste it. they never suspected a thing. and that's something that carries a sense of pride and accomplishment. a reason to live