A Friend

as i begin to type this,
i begin to think and ponder,
if whether through a computer,
is it the same as meeting each other.

some say yes,
some say no,
some just shake their heads,
saying "i don't know".

well from a certain perspective,
it's pretty much ludicrious,
since one's identity is blocked off,
creating an image falsely pretentious.

its just as good
as meeting a friend,
without a face,
since pictures and images,
has replaced the expressions,
that is to be shown from our face.

but yet,how can we be bold,
to say so many things online,
when in real life we seem,
like mice so timid at the back of the line.

i don't know what to do,
i have nothing more to say,
nothing seems real,
life seems like a play.

all i know is that,
you are real,
and you are here,
at least i know something is clear....




i'm fortunate to have a friend like you.