I always knew that I was the pawn,
Yet I am supposed to feel down,
Maybe I never had choice to choose my battle,
But nobody stopped me from enjoying,
People called me a freak,
A puppet monster with strings,
But I gave my players the edge,
Provided them with winning streaks,
I want to play, I want to win,
I know I don’t exist outside this game,
But that doesn’t mean I should be lame,
If my world is confined to a memory device,
I will conquer it and beyond by making memories,
Inside my players minds becoming their best buddy,
Maybe it does take one to be a fool,
To aspire to become an immortal.