As you move about the world, Go ahead, share What you do, where you stay, who you’re with Update me on every thought, every feeling that passes through you Nothing is too mundane, too trivial Perhaps you’ve been mistreated? Surely you’ve been wronged? Has someone failed you? As you move about the world, Go ahead, share What began as mild amusement has become pity At first, I chuckled over your faith that we cared about your posts You don’t know? We’re all wrapped in our own concerns, our own fears and hopes Each post is but a mirror, you know Your belief in this platform appears absolute, unfortunately You think this space will exist in five years You forget that this wretched patch of…