Behind Screens

Who am I?

Well, who are you?

I watch your life fly by in a blur

It’s wonderful from what I infer

Each triumphant pose you make

Seemingly lacking any mistake

Joyful life events

Beautiful segments

But lacking contents

Your cyber world only says so much

It’s missing deep emotion and touch

Touch with reality

Why the confidentiality,

Triviality

and

Normality?

Where is your personality?

Morality

and

Irrationality

Where is your actuality?

I know there is more to you,

because there is more to me

Behind the scenes

Behind the screens

There is a profound dimensionality to me.

I reach a point where there is no filter

Where I am disorganized and raw

I know you feel it too

Where your passions are free,

but so are your urges, aches and furies

Where you are sensitive

Where your soul lives

So who am I?
I am you.

Behind our alterations we are the same.

We feel the same joys

as well as the same pains.

We reveal only so much to each other

really forgetting

how much we are alike one another.