A Trek Through the Woods by Chante Brown:
"Untitled" by Chante Brown
I think I've eaten my weight in Doritos
And drank my tears in Gatorade.
I collapse in this chair
Only three times a day.
That may not seem like much
But count the hours in between
And you'll be met with the gross, techno reality
Of your modern joystick king.
This self-deprecating attitude
Is the only way that I
Retain a bit of dignity
Despite this wasted time.
I've outlived most children
In my hour stats alone
And my kill streak is bigger
than anyone else's I know.
Despite my ear muff crown
I don't respect myself
Because this high cholesterol diet
Is detrimental to my health.
I eat and I eat
I game and I sleep
I'll win and I'll win
Until it's my turn to be reaped.
And drank my tears in Gatorade.
I collapse in this chair
Only three times a day.
That may not seem like much
But count the hours in between
And you'll be met with the gross, techno reality
Of your modern joystick king.
This self-deprecating attitude
Is the only way that I
Retain a bit of dignity
Despite this wasted time.
I've outlived most children
In my hour stats alone
And my kill streak is bigger
than anyone else's I know.
Despite my ear muff crown
I don't respect myself
Because this high cholesterol diet
Is detrimental to my health.
I eat and I eat
I game and I sleep
I'll win and I'll win
Until it's my turn to be reaped.
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