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No new messages, no love from friends. Depression comes over me as I look at my unchanged site I wonder why none of my friends bother A simple hello would be kind But no: nothing. It’s always nothing Thoughts are running through my head Are they really my friends? Is this fad worth getting upset over? I refresh the page. Still no change Sadly, I leave the computer for a break from the sadness When I return, I check it again Nothing. Nothing at all How can my friends have thousands of conversations, when I barely have any. I want to get out, but I can’t Why is this taking over me? Why is it affecting my life so drastically? I’m getting worked up over a stupid trend I turn the computer off, but secretly hope That someone will have the heart to say something Say something that will brighten my day So that I won’t have to live in the gloom I won’t have to live captured: a prisoner to this screen |
Hahahaha. I already left you a little comment on Myspace, but still. I think you needed a little love on elite. Anyway, same as scream Alex- it's awesome that you came out and stated your feelings. That is d e f i n i t e l y the first quality i look for in a good poem- simply, the guts to say everything you want heard. Oh, and before I go- I've just got to say that Myspace isn't something good to obsess about. it'll pass, just like bellbottom jeans and xanga did. -T o x i c R o s e (a. k. a. jen =]) | Posted on 2006-03-20 00:00:00 | by Toxic Rose | [ Reply to This ] | I really like this piece cause i know people that obsess day and night over myspace or xanga as well. I'm also glad that you had the guts to come out and say what you felt about this fad. and remember it is just a "fad" so it'll pass, so don't get too caught up in it, theres much more to life than online journaling. good luck! | | Posted on 2006-03-19 00:00:00 | by screamALEX | [ Reply to This ] | |