I Hate My Computer

I sit here,
wasting away,
clicking,
hardly moving muscles,
lonely sound of keys.

I get up to join humanity,
and its like I'm a ghost,
no one seeing me,
no one to do something with.

Its a dark,
lonely room,
with the glow of the screen,
reflecting on my face.

Just me and my thoughts,
talking to someone who could exist,
or something of someones imagination.
But at least I'm talking to someone.

One person,
came up and said hello,
and shook my hand,
asked how I was doing face to face,
one person today.

I eat dinner by myself,
becuase I'm too shy to sit down with strangers,
so I decide to sit by myself,
when I'm straving for conversation,
I know its weird.

I was never this dependent,
on my computer before,
but yet its kind of my life line,
keeping me sane,
talking to someone.

It tears me apart,
to talk on here,
or feel lonely out there.

If anything I have become a recluse,
living at my computer screen 24/7.

I don't know,
I just want candy.