Becoming what we fear,
we lose something dear,
Lost in our own stories,
we watch our cheeks stain with tear.
Stars call us back,
to what we loved to be,
a human wanting to be heard,
not just a social media nerd.
We wish for likes ,
but miss out on nature hikes,
We post on twitter,
watching seasons change and leaves wither.
We don't change,
but we are not same,
We don't throw dice,
but we do play games.
We don't talk anymore,
we just 'snap',
Is it really bonding,
or are we trapped?
We react to posts,
and go to coasts,
call everyone 'fam',
all just for instagram.
Make up and clothes,
shoes and boots,
netflix and chills,
without photos
No more beaches,no more hills.
We become techno savvy,
and our hearts become heavy.
We must learn to connect
not only with hotspots
but with human thoughts.
