How my pc became, { My Best Friend}

I was once a young girl, who knew sorrow all her life
No matter how I long for happiness, I found nothing but strife.
Unhappiness surrounded my world, tears washed my face
always made to feel like, that to my family I was a disgrace.

My room became my coffin, my computer my best friend
my music was my inspiration, as it soothed the loneliness within.
I often sometimes wondered, and asked the Lord "Why me?''
I'm alive but secretly dead, where am I suppose to be?

Pen and paper became my thoughts, so wildly running free
Only then was I content, for here no one bothered me.
My computer, My Best Friend, always eased my mind
For without this friend, I would be losted somewhere in time.

Made and written by, Velma Hargrove
The original author