The Fine Line

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He comes from over there, but only knows the here
A heart still burning in a skin unclear
Sam on the move, with a look half-lost
Always too near, always a ghost!
Adopted by a land of frost
But his spark was never lost

He logs in like it's therapy, clickin' his pain away
Built a world in pixels, tryna keep the dark at bay
Friends fade, ghosts in a voice-chat maze
Every "GG" sounds hollow these days

Cursor bleeds red, can't pause the dread
Code's his cage, he lives in threads
"GG easy," yeah, but his mind's on edge
Every flame war feels like a pledge

On the fine line between care and excess
Between control and the chaos' caress
There's Sam, breathing rough
Between the troll and the dream enough

Born from lag, raised by grief
Found his faith in disbelief
Every ban, another badge
He codes his pain in every patch

Walls of sound, no peace allowed
He breaks the sky, won't bow down now
Mic distortion, his confession
Every verse a self-aggression

His joysticks feel like temples now
Each insult rings like a vow
Behind each missed cast or aim
He's not fighting them, it's his own name

One day Sam will load a game
And the world will meet him, no shame
Not for the noise, but what's beneath
Behind the screen, inside the grief
And that day, the game will crash
But not him