After school most teens go to clubs and activities
I choose Youtube
When family get together roll around
I choose Youtube
There is a new movie playing?
Sorry I choose Youtube.

Youtube is my drug
Never did crack or cocaine
But I do Youtube

Every morning I’m online
That’s my morning routine
Get up, get dress, maybe get some food
Those are second priorities for me
All I need is to lay in bed with headphones
Watching the lasts Danisnotonfire video.
Doesn’t that make for a perfect morning?
But Mornings turn to afternoons
And Afternoons turn to nights
What have I done all day?
Youtube

Thousands upon thousands of videos at my finger tips
Every two seconds a new video is uploaded
There is no way to watch them all. 
I take it as a challenge

That feeling when you finish part one of a lets play
To then find part two uploaded
That is my high

The thrill I won’t have to wait excites me
It excites me so much I get angry
I get angry when I can’t continue
I get angry that a Youtuber waits to upload
Who do they think they are?
Don’t they realize that they have to cater to the whim of the viewer?
That they are not allowed a social life
That there only purpose is to upload
Day in and day out

When that upload is finally finished
All is forgiven
I can continue to watch once more
As happy as can be.

You see I can never truly be mad at the youtubers
These people are my friends
I know everything about them
But they don’t know anything about me
Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Youtube
I follow them all.
Every detail they put online I know about
I form special bonds with them
People I have only met on a screen
Or a voiceover
The Bonds are real
I message them constantly
Hoping for the bonds to be returned
So that the high gets better
Stronger
If I am friends with them
No one will question the addiction
If I am friends with them
The Youtube addiction can live on