Insignificant on the Internet. (Poem)

The world is getting smaller,
Cellphones and Internet.
I doubt I even know someone
That you have never met.

You read my post or poetry,
So confident you know me.
How easily you pigeonhole
A thing you cannot see.

But I am butterflies and sorrow,
Perhaps I even lied.
I promise you will never see
The things I am inside.

So read me, judge me, like me, hate me,
Misunderstand the things I do.
It doesn't really matter cos,
I'll do the same to you.