Games are suppose fun,
But not all are pixelated and breathtaking
They
Can
Be
Toxic,
And terrifying to go through
They
Can
Be
Draining to your mind and soul,
But the ending is always bitter sweet.Leveling up can be a grind
For your heart,
But in the end love always winsChallenge after challenge
Boss after boss
The time you play never seems to endRunning to the goal ring,
But the ring's shine is to painful to see
Wisps colors can't make me feel so rightAren't games fun for you
You always play the game with us,
But you never win in the bitter end
Games
Can
Be
Toxic especially the one you play
They
Can
Be
Draining for your heart and willThe final battle is on its way,
But the voices in your head are pleading for you to stay
Games
Can
Be
Toxic even the one in your mind
They
Can
Be
Draining for your breathe and eyesAll that training will go to waste
If you don't pull up to the plate
They're endless possibilities to this fight,
But you have to live and learn through itIs this the game you want to play?
Neverending,
Toxic,
Bitter sweet,
And Draining?
Games
Can
Be
Toxic if you make them
They
Can
Be
Draining if you let them be
Games are supposed to be fun
Games are supposed to be fun,
But they can be toxic
And draining if you let them win that way.

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