Is there someone out there
Some soul
That cares about my suffering

Maybe I'm not so strong
Maybe sometimes I would like to be held
By another person
Just for a few moments

When I was in preschool
I sat by the gate in my chair
I cried and wondered why
I didn't want to play with the other kids

Now I sit at my computer
Watching videos
Listening to podcasts

Man and his machine
Thank you my friends
Who followed me
Who commented or liked my works
It means a great deal to me