My Net

Well, right now I'm not at my home. I'm at my grandparents' place. Here this fu***** internet is so irritating that it has really pissed me off. So, thats why I wrote this poem to publicise my grief :D

I sit when I'm free,
Just to talk with my friends,
But before I start to chat,
The conversation ends.

The net hates me so much,
And it incurs my rage,
Whenever I try to surf something,
I fail to open the page.

Every time I get the message,
“Failed to connect to the server”.
It tries its best to mess with me,
And let my interest for it sever.

My friends also end up,
In being its victims.
And perhaps I become the indirect means,
For all the abuse and swearings.

I feel like smashing the screen,
And damaging the parts.
For this net is like a curse,
Pissing me off with its behavior so harsh.