We sit & type & we stare at our screens
we all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
with our mouse we roam,through mums room 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, & gang up on our foes
we wait for somebody, to type out our name
we want recognition, but it's always the same.
we give kisses & hugs & sometimes we flirt (not)
in mums room we chat deeply & reveal why we hurt
we do form friendships-but- why we don't know
but some of these friendships will flourish & 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 minds
with thise we can't see, as thogh we were blind.
the answer is simple, it is clear as a bell
we all have our problems & need someone to tell
we can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
so we turn to the "puter" & to those we trust
even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
here in mums room they are friends without faces
& odd little names!!!!!!!!
FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES!!!! 
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