For many of you sunflowers and rosebush never visited your childhood.
You learned to value the beauty of the online world as it masked the scars of reality.
Perfect world became your numbing pill of choice.
You spent many years in an illusion of heart shaped dreams, never once visiting reality.
but many of you knew better than to dream too un-silently.
When you first started you pumped many hours leveling up; even depriving yourself of sleep.
Then, you tried so hard to keep up with the game,
and even now, many of you still do.
BUT TODAY! I won't let you forget.
I won't let you sink into hate and animosity towards each other
an oblivion of red walls and black smoke. but
I remember when we used to help each other,
I remember when this was a place of acceptance
Now it's saturated with proud, egotistical, boastful individuals
Sorry you couldn't grow up popular,
Sorry you grew up an outcast,
Sorry you internalized that anger and hatred.
and sorry you became the very thing that you despised.
but a community as brilliant as you does not belong in an oblivion of red walls.
-Erhe