Online

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