Aren't You "Special"

Aren’t You “Special”

Written by: T. L. O’Neal

 

In the real outside world

There you have no place

So you live your measly life

Out there in cyberspace

 

A lonely existence that you live

Posing as a somebody

When you know that…

You’re just a nobody

 

No one can see

Who you really are

Your face isn’t seen

Hiding behind your avatar

 

So you put down others

To build yourself up

Your soul is damaged

And your mind corrupt

 

You can’t learn life

Living in your mother’s basement

You must live in the real world

And with that comes talent

 

You know who you are

There’s no need to name names

Just punk-a*s kids

You’re all the same

 

When it’s all said and done

And nothing else to do

The monitor flickers off

And all that’s left is you

 

Reviews

[Christopher Tait]

Funny stuff. Funny 'cause it's true. And sad. I've dealt with those types of people before.

Some suggestions:
"Hiding behind your avatar"--possibly drop "Hiding" just to tighten the line up.
"Living in your mother�s basement"--another tightening suggestion, make it "Living in mother's basement" or just "In mother's basement."

Those are the two that stuck out to me. I think it'd make the lines a bit snappier. Then again, I could be full of it. It's up to you. Either way, good job with this.

[Emily Robinson]

What a great reminder that i shouldn't be spending too much time on the computer. It's 12:47 am right now and I should have gone to bed hours ago!

Your poem is witty and honest. I like it.

[Moonlight]

Uuuuhhh...

Bad time dealing with posers?

I really liked this, it called to mind my own 'log in hours' and you made many great points to ponder...*gentle smile*

I would hope that I don't '"put down others"...but if I ever do? Kick my a*s! Okay?!!

Moonlight.

[Debra J. Gordon]

Yes, even God sees through annonimity. Did I spell that right? This was a perfect piece for 2007!