Friends without Faces

[Vixen]

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 give kisses and hugs,

And sometimes flirt;

In PMs (IMs) we chat deeply,

And reveal why we hurt.

We do form friendships -

Yet 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's 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 computer,

And to those we can trust.

Even though it is crazy,

The truth still remains:

There are Friends Without Faces,

With odd little names.

 

[Johnner]

Wow !! You gotta sit back.....look at that...and think " Hmmm...Sometimes that does happen...."

[converter]

Spot on.. You can build friendships through txt typing ect.. And help ppl through hard times.. It's not how they look..  its how well they come across to you.. Ppl have helped me thru hard times and I have never met them.. Others I get on that well with I had to meet them and was the best choice I ever made