Day turns to night,
and still you sit in your little room.
No words spoken just silence in the air.
Dim lights fill the house,
and you still sit staring at your screen.
Not aware that we wait for you in the other room.
We listen to you talk with your group,
shutting us out of your gaming world.
We've talked till I've turned blue in the face,
and you say tonight will be the last night.
Yet still you stay with your computer,
ignoring everything I've said before.
You say you'd choose us before your game,
yet you've never proved that and you still aren't.
So as day turns to night,
I lay in bed waiting for you.
Waiting for you to realize if you don't stop soon,
all you will ever have is your little room and a group full of people who are to far away to be with you.
