Oh right, I'm part of the internet generation.

I click to send an instant message to you.
You're offline.
All of my social network veins are tiny.
I'm stressed. Girls, girls, girls.
Always so many on the screen.
I use medical search engines
To convince myself that I have
Schizophrenia, or Paranoid Personality
Disorder. Why do I do this to myself?
I don't go to a venue to see music.
I go to a File Hoster's home, and I
Ask him "Pretty please?" and
Well, he gives me what I want.
The cops are outside though,
And they just can't seem to kill
The bastard. I eat dinner near the screen.
I sing near the screen. I cry near the screen.
I love near the screen. The internet is the viper.
It is the forbidden fruit. God help me, I AM the screen.