Playing at level thirty
I found I missed level one
The struggle and potential
Filled with expectation
With not but iron sword
And with no life to spare
Yet this was where the game
Was filled with fun and flair
I hurried to move beyond
To reach the better stats
I collected better gear
And leveled up my class
I play no more those rpg’s
But in my role I now consider
Perhaps the life I’m living now
Is the life I will miss later