Fear of the unknown,
Talking to friends of my own
Robots or people? Not known.
Just fears unknown!

I met on the internet,
The first day I got to the net,
I always check poems they knit,
Beautiful and networked in the net.
Just fears over internet.

If they were people to cement
They would comment,
In fact they would compliment,
Or just pick a sentence to implement.
But they keep their content.

I am also the type,
After finishing my swipe,
I close the taps and hipe
Hoping for tomorrow for a new snippet
Just in case I be the type.