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
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…