Radio world waves electronic we hide behind screens blackberry moronic all of us strangers texting and typing finding, tweeting all invited... Sent through the air, You don't see us griping. No shower, no problem, in my underwear Hair and makeup totally a mess. I can sit here for hours Delete, Edit, Add!
Then, Message sent... lightening speed! In fact lightening speed seems slow to some. They keep making life faster, to keep us going! but going where? from where I sit trying to keep up with the latest tech and Face Book my friend Would they be there for me? I doubt it, not at the end not even neighbors deem to help, Their too busy sitting, behind screens themselves. Phone number's I once knew by heart... in a word; Electronic! Apple /Bionic
The young ones Have always known this electronic life. Born with this penchant for sitting alone... Conversations of the past, search for the last entry Effectively Fast. but one wrong digit I lose the thought Siri answers back Try history or faves Try as I might The error message repeated... . I actually didn't mind it I'd rather stop by, so you can see, my heart and eyes instead of all those internet lies. Because, for now what is life? but words on a screen... luv you mean it c u @ 3...
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