9.01.2011

Cyberman: a poem

Some days, I feel like a Cyberman. Like when I'm facebook-friend-culling.
Delete (you are no longer in my life anyway).
Delete (I find your posts annoying).
Delete (how on earth do I even know you?).
Delete.
Delete.
Delete.
Or when I'm on chat, choosing to ignore people.
X (no I don't want to "guess what").
X (that's the third time today you've tried to chat with me about nothing at all).
X (I'm sorry, I just don't care all that much).
X.
X.
Goes invisible.
These are the days when I wonder how on earth all these people know me, and why on earth I know all these people. And then I realize I don't, and they don't.