i used to make sense before ... text messaging .
the audio sensations. the waves of your voice , keep ... lessening .
overwhelmed with 'LOL's,
im smackdab in impersonal hell .
we're distant, fake and made up of letters , even though my personality could get no better ...
texting makes my persona watered down . wetter .
"what you doing?", he casually says .
i text back, "im laying in bed" .
what i thought was an attempt to inform you of my day
turns into kinky, misinterpreted, sexy, four play .
we text because we have enough time to think of a witty reply.
instead, our own intellect & humor is on what we should rely .
we AIM because we can send those yellow, disconnected grins and a kiss .
(those "undecided faces" when we need a statement to dismiss) .
we're so afraid of seeing people eye to eye ,
that we hide behind the digital for a distant high .
myspace pictures & layouts galour,
create distorted ideas of what we're truly in for .
people can display a sense of glamour and fame
when in all actuality theyre prolly a facade. lame .
i just wanna to spend time face to face,
cause the IM and 'send' buttons have run their race .
this closeness-phobic world makes us emotionally deaf .
lets express our feelings when i see you , W.T.F .
wowwwwww.
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