Cyberspace

We live in a world,
           where were outta place,
         but we have the tools,
to hit cyberspace,

So your always on-line,
                         
                             cell phone,
                                        laptop,
                            all the time,

don't wanna stand by your side,

when i have,
all my friends,
                in the palm of my hand,

Original thinking,
          turns to a conversation,
                      but that can't happen,
when your not paying attention,

So just stair at the sky,

             notice the stars upon high,

what a beautiful night,
              until a plane flies right by,

like a shit stain crossing the sky.

Mother nature's cruel,
             when she shat in my eye,
she's laughing hysterically,
              at the things that now natural,

omg,
           wtf,
were dating on-line.