On the computer, so much can be seen
One thing you wish not to, is the Blue Screen
It means something inside, just isn't right
Maybe something is loose, and something isn't tight
Maybe the fan won't work, or something unknown
Whatever it is, it causes you to groan
The only friend in your home, has gone dead
Life goes on, nothing more can be said
Yet the thoughts pass by, and they pass through
And the screen isn't the only thing that is blue
Your life doesn't revolve around a computer, no need to worry so
Yet you are frustrated, lost, uneasy, and feeling low
Nothing lasts forever, and you did use it a lot
You must have posted thousands of pictures, no wonder its shot
It wasn't sitting there, doing nothing at all
Your fingers were busy, they were on the ball
Mr. Blue, why did you come onto my screen
I'd prefer the sunrise and sunset to be seen
But as long as you're here, and plan to stay
I'll replace you, because I can't go on this way
