The Nam of the Game
In my darkest moments of shame
I can always turn to my games
In them there are no names
No one is left there to blame
For I am someone else, without shame
Online, Why bother with names?
Being someone else is what's special about games
I am someething else, for leaving this world to the next
I avoid the darkness around me, for it is my games
That let me have a guide in life, with that gentle, blue glow that has no name
This poem is about:
Me