Surrounded by your bubble...
it shapes itself to you...
Squished..a crowd of thousands press..
Your bubble into you
Bending..molding..close conforming..
Still..the milli\'s matter
Kept..at bay..all others stay
Outside...with all the chatter
So thin..the skin..
There\'s you...within..
All else ..outside the bubble
Long ago..well..maybe not..
this space was...recognized
Now..today..the digital..
into your world they pry
Feigning friend..
Or one you know..can\'t remember now
Accept again..they are your friend
And in they are...the foul
So thin..the skin..
And you within
Now mentally..in peril
How to guard one\'s inner self
How to save your you
How to speak with those you seek
The internet is feral
I dunno