Your words are so dismissive, it's plain to see
You think that fiction's a total waste, no use to me
But what about the stories that make us think and laugh?
They're better than the news, so why are you so harsh?
Your narrow-mindedness is why you're all alone
You're stuck in your own bubble, in which you can't atone
For fiction's a distraction from the world's great ills
It's our escape from pain, a chance to just chill.
So don't be so quick to judge, 'cause you don't know the truth
Fiction's more than just movies and sports, you'll learn in due
So don't let your addiction take away your life
The real world is waiting and it's full of strife.