Hello, can you hear me?

I'm writing so you can see me

Type type type

My words are ripe

 

Without a thought or planning

An idea is hatching

Could it be good, could it be sad?

Only time will tell

If I can make it sell

 

Down in my basement, I type away

Day after day, I hear them say

As if I'm stone deaf

Without words, I'm dumbdead

 

So many profiles, face after face

Headline after headline, I'm suprised there's still space!

 

But I'm happy in my corner

Though it does feel smaller

Comment free and Likeless

Soon I'll lose my likeness

 

But maybe the words are for me

As I fall into the void

A serenity freefall