Idiot Box

I can't explain what sorrow i felt if was denied a show on your face, 
how devastating it was for me to go through the pain of denial, 
how wonderful you were was all i thought every time i watched you, 
all the while with me....like my best friend, 
as a kid you were so special, 
nothing and no one bothered me as long as i could watch you.

Growing up i realized how important and informative you are, 
i was addicted to you from the time i opened my eyes, 
my connection to the world was you, 
my idea to feel destressed was you.

I can feel the winds of change approaching me, 
can feel that the one i always loved will not be valued by me.

Have you lost your magic or haven't i an eye for interest? , 
coz watching you no longer interests me, 
you can't even hold my gaze anymore, 
not entertaining or even watchable anymore, 
rather stupid, unrealistic and to my surprise i was reduced to an ignorant fool! 
laughing at every joke, acting silly...... 
watching everything and nothing, ignoring life, 
so long all you did was led me to stupidity.....silly me, i pity me.

So much time i have wasted on you, 
for my sleepless nights i blame you, 
needless to mention i was obsessed of you, 
not my escape but a grave are you, 
i have finally agreed with those who say an idiot box are you.

Note: i am calling TV an idiot box.

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