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 someoneas 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 IMs we chat deeply and reveal why we hurt
We do form friendships – but – why we don’t know
But some of these friendshipswill 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
Meeting someone for the first time is like going on a treasure hunt
What wonderful worlds we can find in others
Take my Hand‚  we have many a miles to go