The Cake is a Lie

by Randomwolf1

takes place after the game. player's POV. Poem, could also be read as a song, no particular tune, imagine some weird techno music or something. Oneshot. Read and Review, please. that goes for all my stories... reviewers get cake--this is a lie

I'm playing a game.

Some screwed up things happened but, hey, that's life.

Now the game is over and guess what? I won!

Just remember, whatever you do:

That the cake is a lie.

We're all so sad the Companion Cube had to die,

But that's life…

When reality and fantasy do finally collide,

You can eat the cake!

But 'til then, too bad, you'll have to wait,

'Cause the cake is a lie.

And for now the Cube still has to die,

Sad, I know.

But that's just the way the world works sometimes.

I think sometimes, I may be just a bit too optimistic

In a way it's really kinda sad.

Oh well, I guess it doesn't really matter.

'Cause I'm so GLaD.

It works.

And the cake is a lie.

Whatever you do, just don't forget:

The cake is a lie.

They broke their promise:

They promised me therapy, they promised me cake.

But the cake was a lie and the therapy is fake.

I never really got it, 'til I went to that lake,

There never really was a cake.

It was all fake.

Now it's time to restart the game.

And try all the tests,

And play again.

Well, you get a second chance,

But it's still too late,

'Cause the cake is a lie!

The cake is a lie.

The cake is a lie...

(Author's Note: I know its not very good, but I wrote it in about ten minutes so...)