Friends Without Faces ......!!

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 hugs, and sometimes 

flirt,

In IMs 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. 

deed for another 

day,

Morning has come in a special 

way,

May you smile like the sunny rays 

&

Leave your worries for some other 

day...