When users see me, They go like  who is he?
They Eventually come to this place, with a classic introduction, Perhaps saying Something Here I am, At this wonderful land.

These users, They live this great place, Some of them Are very nice, and Whenever they are spreeing, They post way more then twice.

Whenever It comes down to becoming a great member, It's like a magical spell put on you by A great Mage. ..
But then there comes jealous anger hate and Rage, All because others take you're line or you're basic Stage.

They become fustrated, They eventually let there rage take over and become trapped like a tiger in there cage, Because Anger always covers, the once good light, that shines away the fright.

Eventually When I am at this great land, I wasn't popular I wasn't very well known, Most of the times I would go into chat, And listen to a vgm through a Ring tone.

There a Bunch of friends, Whom Are great, Some of them Just make it to the top mate, as if he or she were in you're bed room, They don't cause you or anyone Doom.

To end this small poetry.. I chill and sometimes Nuke stuff with  A big boom!. 
I hope you enjoyed my small poetry,( on a side note I wasn't serious With the last part of this thing)  

It is nice to see you write something kinda like you.  It is a different piece of poetry, which makes it good.