Old Souls Station

We sit and we type,
and we stare at our screens.
We all have to wonder
what this possibly means.

With our mouse we roam
through the rooms in a maze,
Looking for something or someone
as we sit in a daze.

We chat with each other.
We type all our woes.
Small groups we do form
and gang up on our foes.

We wait for somebody
to type out our name.
We want recognition,
but it is always the same.

We give kisses and hugs,
and sometimes flirt.
In PMs we chat deeply,
and reveal why we hurt.

We do form friendships,
but why? we don't know.
But some of these friendships
will flourish and grow.

Why is it on screen
we can be so bold?
Telling our secrets
that have never been told.

Why is it we share
the thoughts in our mind.
With those we can't see
as though we were blind?

The answer is simple.
It is 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 the 'puter
and to those we can trust.

Even though it is crazy,
the truth still remains.
They are friends without faces
and odd little names.


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