I was a good kid, really. I never got in serious trouble. I got decent grades. I did my chores without too much complaint. I was in band, scholastic bowl, French club and Mathletes. My brother, on the other hand, was a troublemaker--in fact, I think that Weezer song was written about him.
So why he's living here
while I'm living here
I'll never know.
I used to think the view of my city's skyline was pretty cool
until I saw what he gets to see everyday
and life just doesn't seem fair anymore.
So here's to the kid who I used to joke would be the unemployed bum who would have to crash on my couch. I'll be the bum on your couch just as soon as I can afford the plane ticket.