Definitely this time.
I'll walk in and meet the
Friends I never get to see.
This time.

The long hall to the room at the end.
I pass the exit,
Remembering the last time I used it.
The room at the end.

As I reach the door, my hand moves.
I look through the glass at the mob,
And I gripped the door knob.
My hand moves.

Again, I couldn't bring myself to see them.
I looked nothing like the characters I played in the game.
They could never see me the same.
I couldn't bring myself to see them.