Member Poem

Internet is my life,
from the time I rise in the morning until I ready to take my bed again; the internet can always count on my presence.
A conversation is hardly held for two hours, it survives within half an hour.
A pim can be heard falling to the floor when everyone's fingers are stuck to the keys chatting all day.
Turn them off for one day and reality will step in,
our life is turning into an internet catastrophe.
I need our conversations back before internet came and got in the way.
I apologize for ignoring you lately.
I will begin spending less time here and more with you, because I cannot allow the entire internet to get away from me.