I'll tell you why I dislike Harry Potter as a character.
Because he's just like you.
He's all for the goodness of the world, like you
Utilitarian dialectic, you know.
So much so you neglect the people around you.
Now I'll just take whatever you say,
no matter how sweet it sounds,
as just something another phrase, to cause another someone delight.
No, I'm not doubting your sincerity.
It's just not special anymore.
'Everyone and me.'
How does that sound?
Excruciating.


I love what you love.
I really do.
But I can't love you if you love what you love so much more.

You're some what like superman,
foreign.
Just not as powerful.


You know, I tried to be like you.
Tried to place the world's goodness as my top priority and all,
praying, hopefully I could link to a parallel.
So much so I lose my footing, can't find the grounds.
I get scared, afraid I'd become abandoned by both worlds. My world, your world.
It's like I learn your name and forget mine.
Then albeit all these, I still cling close.
A lack of intellect, I know.
I know
I know
I know









A play, poem, sonnet.