We all love him at home. 

He's the brightest of us all. He lights up a room with his jokes and cares. He takes cares of anything that might be wrong at home. His presence is missed when he's gone. 

He's loved at home. 

Yet we all feel the truth about his light. He's the brightest of us all because he sucks the light out of us. 

He never listens. He just talks, talks and talks. He takes your arguments and transform them into his. He will invalid you, to take that light out of you and become brighter than before. 

He wants to be gasoline, because we're common wood. 

He's loved at home but he sucks the light out of us.