In Our Don't-Bother-Me Bubbles

The sun goes down on Milwaukee
It gets cold and dark outside
Here I am in my little bubble on the East side
Peeking through the front window blinds
Waiting for one of my neighbors to creep from their house to come to ask me for some sugar
Now, I don't have any sugar but I got jokes to tell
Maybe I could sweeten up your day
Just come on over and I'll tell you a story

I probably sound like a creep but this is my take on the status quo of human interactions in the 21st century
The people of Milwaukee have alienated themselves from each other
I have a feeling that this isn't only happening in my little corner of the world
I just want to reach out and touch someone (not in the physical way)
I'm gonna go cook myself a little something before I go to work
Maybe I'll say 'hi' to someone on the way and brighten their day

Hope I don't burst their bubble