The top of the console opens with a simple click,
The disc pleads me to click it in place,
I fall for the trick, with a swift move I click the cd in place and hit the on button,
The controller stares at me with its red blinking eye,
Its name fit’s, it controls me as I turn it on and begin the game,
It turns me to the new me, the gaming me,
I am no longer me, I am my gaming character,
I am the new me,
Long black hair falls from my scalp,
I either have a pink bandanna over my mouth,
Or I have a dark crimson red outfit,
I have a set of Scimitars,
I’m ready I start the game, my person runs around aimlessly,
It finally happens,
I find a new trainer,
My mother sighs as she sees I am no longer paying attention to her or my book,
She fears it is truly changing me into a new daughter,
She pleads me to take breaks,
I know that I cannot,
For when the disc is in and I have the controller I become the new me, the Mortal Kombat me.