Girl stop the game It is the net Your life is not sitting in front of you It is in your head
Girl stop the play It is not real He is not the one you seek Your prince is not sitting in front of you He is in your head
Girl stop the torture It is all too painful Craving what is not there Your desires are not on that screen They are eating at you
Girl stop the lie It will ruin you Lying to yourself Your esteem is not in words Words are your freedom
Girl stop the merry-go-round It will spin you in circles Keeping you down Your dreams unfulfilled Go walk on the wild-side …of life
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January -> RE: ctrl-alt-delete (4/21/2004 9:49:40 AM)
angelpet,
I love your poem. Compassionate and expressive. And to my mind, truthful.
Cyber-playing (especially when an electronic order is carried out through RL self-bdsm) can be really creepy. But my saying, "it creeps me out" doesn't hold a candle to what you've written.