Wil Wheaton

If I were Sheldon Cooper You would be my Wil Wheaton My personal nemesis buried on Planet Genesis My Wrath of Khan Put this Fish in your Ear It is not parasitic and in no way will control your thought process It's just a poem About how I feel lost in translation How you treat me the meaning all but extinct just like your feelings desensitized by cartoons and video games that is why I hate you "You task me," with broken promises "You task me," And today I shall be set free For none of this is real I Wil close my eyes And nothing Wil have changed at all.