I’m up early,

sharing, sharing and sharing some more.

I’m done sharing the things I think long back.

Privacy, you see.

Only collective thinking counts here now.

Or things that make others jealous.

Now share ‘content’, though I’m not.

They make you feel guilty

If you are not active,

the way world wants you to be.

And the irony is.

I want to type to their tunes.