It's hard to live life out here
most things out of bounds
fingers glowing in cyber space
typing things down
that I really mean nothing, at all
for all, to be seen
and should have kept in my own mind
none of which mean a thing to anyone nor me
there's no atmosphere
to help me breath
there is no gravity
nothing to help keep me tied down
or to keep my feet on the ground
just drifting things in my head,
just drifting in a sea of that which
is no more than my own mind
and deep feeling in my head
all by this tomorrow my mind will forget
so my advice
is keep cyberspace
inside your own head
and leave my cyberspace alone
LoVe P@ul.
In my defence, my mother did drop me on my head.
P@ul. ***.