The Boy Who Liked Games - A poem

 

There was a lonely boy who spent most of his days locked away in his room, playing videogames. He had never been particularly outgoing, and had always struggled to make friends. But in the virtual world, he was free to be whoever he wanted to be. He could explore new worlds, fight epic battles, and make friends with other players from all over the world.

For the boy, videogames provided a much-needed escape from the loneliness and isolation he felt in the real world. He would lose himself in the games for hours on end, forgetting about his troubles and finding solace in the camaraderie and adventure of the virtual world.

As he grew older, he began to realize that the connections he had made in the virtual world were just as real and meaningful as those in the physical world. He started to build deeper relationships with the other players he had met, and even found a sense of purpose through the teamwork and cooperation that came with playing online.

Despite the challenges he faced in the real world, the boy found comfort in the virtual world of videogames. It was there that he found friendship, adventure, and a sense of belonging. And though he may have still been lonely in the physical world, he knew that he was never truly alone in the virtual world.

Loneliness - A poem

 

Nobody loves me, nobody cares,
I'm just a face among the crowd,
A lonely soul with nobody to share
My thoughts and feelings cannot be shouted out loud.

I walk the streets with downcast eyes
Hoping to find a friendly face,
But all I find are cold goodbyes
And an empty, lonely place.

I try to laugh and try to smile
To hide the hurt inside my heart,
But all the while I'm falling apart.
 

I'll never know
The warmth of love and tender touch,

I'll always be alone,
A lonely soul loved by none.

Done With the Fakers - Freestyle

 

I'm done with the fakers, the ones who pretend
They say they're my homies, but they ain't my friends
I'm cutting the cord, and moving ahead
I don't need no one who's tryna mislead

Sick of the lies, and the games that they play
Talk behind my back? hm, that's okay
I'm done with the drama, the stress, the fights
I'm leaving them all behind, it's time to take flight

I'll surround myself, with people who are real
Who accept me for who I am, and how I feel
I'll find true friends, who will be there till the end
Who will support me, and be my truest friend

Goodbye to the fakers, the haters, the snakes
I'm done with the phonies, the ones that are fake
I'm on to bigger things, and a brighter future
With real friends by my side, I'll never be a loser.

NEVER ENOUGH

 

Through struggles and strife, he tried with all his might, to be the best version of himself, to set things right.

He worked hard day and night, with determination in his eyes, but no matter how much he tried, he couldn't shake the lies.

The lies that whispered in his ear, that he was never good enough, that his efforts were in vain, and his dreams just a fluff.

He tried to push them away, but they clung to him like a curse, and as he battled on, his spirit began to worsen.

He gave his all, but it seemed to never be enough, and as the weight of the world, pressed down on him with a heavy rough.

His heart grew weary, and his hope began to fade, for no matter how hard he tried, he could never escape the shade.

But still he fought, with all his might, for deep down he knew, that giving up was not right.

For though he may never be enough, in the eyes of others, he knows that he's given it his all, and that's what truly matters.

And as he continues on, with head held high and eyes bright, he'll keep on trying, for that's what makes him shine so bright.