simulationA Poem by zeronineightlife is-insert your name in tiny blinking blank spaces pick the letters, pick the symbols and pick it well for it will be your name throughout the game
and if you're lucky sometimes the system lets you pick how you see yourself
times you don't -- the system already has a name for you a gender, a body your story laid out and the story laid out before you
every day is a game of choice pick the right dialogue the right gift the right event to win their hearts and win the game
pick the wrong ones and get a bad end
every day in my life is a game of choice
i watch the people come and go i watch life from behind my dialogue box, picking the right choices watching the hearts change watching the people go
i banged my fists on the screen and screamed, "let me out." i like to believe i'm out but i'm still bound by the right choices the changing hearts the comes and goes
every day in my life is still a game of choice © 2021 zeronineight |
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Added on August 28, 2021 Last Updated on November 3, 2021 AuthorzeronineightPhilippinesAboutjust trying to paint images of all my extremes she/her. 21+ icon from picrew more..Writing
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