By yourself… in your room
You sit there scared and alone
So afraid and insecure
With your laptop and your phone.
Your voice would quiver
Your hands would shake
Can’t take the stress
You hide your face.
You’re paralyzed
You just can’t speak
Don’t have the means
You’d rather tweet.
The skills you need
Were not acquired
It’s now too late
You’re just too tired.
Up half the night
Facebook and texting
You keep them wondering
You keep them guessing.
No one will know
Just who you are
The door’s not open
It’s just ajar.
Sounds like a guy
They’d like to know
But, from afar
So far below.
In the basement
Dark and cold
You shout it out
You feel so bold.
Nothing more
No strength or prowess
What you call, “cool”
An act, it’s cowardice.
Behind the screen
You’re safe from harm
They like your wit
They like your charm.
Why take a chance?
You might get hurt
They’ll never know
What you are worth.
The virtual world
Provides protection
From ridicule
And, cold rejection.
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