hidden people on blocked web pages
we broadcast our lives like this
where's the privacy gone
where's the mystery gone
we get to know these strange faces
kind of like riding the train in the vast desert
looking down at the Weekly Times
headphones plugged tight
no communication but the glance over the shoulder
holding fast to the rail as we are sped away to our destination
in the big city our office our cubicle wherever
where we log on steadfast
is this where you'd rather meet miss-she's-the-one-i-wanna-spend-the-rest-of-my-life with
or are you looking for an overnight success story to reinvent your own
self-promotion if you've got something to promote or in that sort of business
just staying in contact with friends who's connection long gone
the final thread that superficially says
these are my roots
so simply done
with a few clicks of a mouse
and some words
words that women are known for blabber they call it
because they'r threatened by the knowledge
visual pictures but you're more than just a pretty face
right?
or perhaps you don't really care to be
and your existence is all here in one shape
2 dimensional myspace
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