Lost Dot Com

This place is one of the heartache
Made of plastic and steel
One chat room, a place of hell
And here I am alone still
Waiting for another love 
Where no person want to be 
A chat room with nobody 
Here to talk to me
I see them enter and exit 
The room with their im block 
If I was a hacker I would 
Learn how to pick their lock
They love playing with human lives
This room holds more danger
They bring you up to let you down 
And each one remains a stranger
So take my hand, help me stand
Tell me that you love me today
For without your love I'll can't survive
And this life will fade away 
Another one lost to the internet
A romance soul with broken heart
Left here alone in this room
With people that are far apart

~R.L. Watford  Jr.~