What am I to think

What am I to think
I ask you
Waking up to this
Realisation that part of me is 26
That I got a chip
Got a chip on my shoulder in Uni
Because i wrote a reinterpretation of Marx
Of the Nation State, but didn't get a first
So my life has been blighted
By oversight
That kept me monastic
HTML1 I learnt that
When the web was a playground
Facebook, Google, Twitter, I was there
And now viruses reshape the web
Call for security
Call for platforms
I still throw in my tupence
Still throw a twig upon the fire
That bigger, hungrier people make burn
What would you think
Waking up to this
How would you feel when you learned?