We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to our 'puters...and to those we can trust.Even though it sounds crazy...the truth still remains,Most of my "friends" have no faces...and odd little names.
Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold,
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell,
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know,
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
We give wishes, and sometimes we'll flirt,
In PMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We can't help but wonder what all of this means.
With mouse in hand...we roam through this maze,On an infinite search...lost in a daze.
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