Gamer
Gamer
Best left in my own Fantasy
Made of gigabytes
Megabytes
Not real
Just a program
That’s who I am
Gamer
Call me whatever
Freak of Nature
Loser
I don’t care
Cause I’m accepted in my own little world
The megapixels may have fried my brain
But I’m still a
Gamer
Lost in my own Illusion
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