A diary of today
A few group stay online for reasons unknown. Promptly toward the beginning of the day, exceptionally late around evening time, early afternoon, evening, they are consistently accessible on the web.
They don't message anybody. Try not to become weary of looking through Facebook's newsfeed. When the news channel, when the courier pivots. Be that as it may, don't thump anybody.
Nobody sits tight online for these individuals. Nobody at any point searches for them. However they come on the web. There is by all accounts a fascination here. Be that as it may, in addition, they don't have any acquaintance with it.
They know just to look through Facebook, to go through hours watching another person's day. A few group see an old message. Who can say for sure? Desolate from within, forlorn. In the online world, they have no Ahamri type companions, no lady friends, no sweethearts. However they come on the web. They don't anticipate anybody's message. Nobody anticipates a message from them. Numerous individuals feel that they may come to adore online constantly, they are dynamic to irritate others in the inbox.
Yet, truth be told, they avoid love. As they meander around online with depression, who lays down with that dejection.
None of them,
Not stars. They are really forlorn.