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 out 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 hugs and kisses,

                And sometimes flirt,

                In ICQ 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 we never have 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 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 computer,

                And to those we can trust.

                Even though it's crazy,

                The truth still remains

                They are Friends without Faces,

                And odd little names.

                    ~ ~ Author Unknown ~ ~