I was jumping and skiping through the internet today, and you know how it is, sometimes you just come up with a load of rubbish, and then other times you find a little gem.
Well I found the following, and it expresses how I feel about this special place.......
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
We chat with each other, we type all our woes,
At times we'll band togetherto gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
Soon friendships are formed--but--why we don't know,
But some of these friendships will flourish and grow.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt.
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold,
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
The answer is simple, it's as clear as a bell,
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
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.
:h :h :h Louise xxx
Well I found the following, and it expresses how I feel about this special place.......
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
We chat with each other, we type all our woes,
At times we'll band togetherto gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
Soon friendships are formed--but--why we don't know,
But some of these friendships will flourish and grow.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt.
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold,
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
The answer is simple, it's as clear as a bell,
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
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.
:h :h :h Louise xxx
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