Ready player one?
Hit start, the game has begun
Taking every shot
Anxiety on the rocks

Getting tired of beginning
Favorites are boring
Color, season
Music, the reason

Until that lucky jump
Finally leveling up!
And then talks get deep
And every fall is steep

Every tiny victory
Building false security
Three lives left, failure far
Talking of houses, kids, and cars

Standing at the threshold
At the final stronghold
Armed with a ring
Fearing nothing

Then he pulls the cord
The connection felt goes cold
Hope without substance
It's just you and the ashes

Robbed of even a game over
You restore the game's power
As a level one encore
That still dreams of the highest score