X-Box

Would you love me more if I were an X-box

you traded your dreams for pixelated screens
escaping you real life problems and stresses
but while your out in deep space fighting distant alien races
I'm left in the real world to pick up the pieces

cause that 8-bit sword to fight the zombie hoard
doesn't do much against the anger seething
from the one whose given up believing a single word I say
and even if you knew I was telling the truth
it seems that it's just not worth the xp to stand by me

and I when I got tired of having a rival
made out of circuts and ram
since you've made it clear to me that clearing level 17
is just easier than giving a damn

I logged out, pulled the plug, game over, power down
and that's when you decided to care
you asked me why I'd chosen to leave
but the tetris block shaped words got caught in my throat
and I had no way to answer

but it's been almost a year, since I chose to live here
and since then I've found my voice
so just for you dad, I'll explain my choice

life doesn't have checkpoints or walkthrough vids
there are no strategy guides or men with no lives posting on forums about glitches
no good dad mods or hacks to stop you from screwing up your kids

cause this life shit takes work,
 without the promise of acheivment points to be earned
it takes more than a joystick to navigate through
it takes honest effort
from you

I get if your upset, even feeling alittle betrayed
but give me a minute, listen to what I'm trying to say
because dad based on what I've seen,
the lesson from you that i've gleaned is you really screw up your life when you hide in a screen

and though I still love you, wether or not you hit save file
I don't have the hit points to wait much longer
to see if you'll pick me over my electronic rival