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A Child of My Age

Out the window I gaze

Illuminated by cold

Keeping warmth at bay

I am a child of my age

 

Out the window I gaze

With thread held hope

Slowly it begins to fray

I am a child of my age

 

Emotion void stare

Into the unsatisfying

Leaving more empty than I came

To myself I’m lying

 

Trading up in this heart

Requires the outside

Needs greater pleasure, greater joy

In his shadow to hide

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Written by
matthew-rowe
American
Published
Aug 18, 2010
Lines·Words
16·74
Notes

My age: Be entertained, improve yourself

Referencing: Computers/IM/Facebook/non-personal communication… and my feeling I get when I go to the computer when I’m lonely/bored/looking for someone to want to talk to me, I’m looking for human interaction through the paralyzing safety of a computer… I’m looking for something from which a computer can never give… and even interaction with a person over computer… can never give… I want someone to want to talk to me, to be with me… I’m lonely and scared to be alone.. I want to occupy myself with something, entertain myself.. rather than spend time with the Lord, other people I love, his Word, and in Prayer for myself and others… this is more appealing (internet/computer)… more eyegrabbing, more immediate… more immediately (and surfacy) satisfying…

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