Feel free to follow me here: 👉https://open.spotify.com/artist/6pIpjMnBr9UUcuRkTP8ISm 👉https://www.youtube.com/@Whisperform2 🎬🎬🎬🎬🎬🎬🎬🎬 “The Button” He found it in the breakroom, taped to the vending machine: DO NOT PRESS. No one explained. No one asked. He stared at it for three days. On the fourth, he pressed it. Nothing happened. But that night, the sky turned a shade of blue he hadn’t seen since he was six. His coffee tasted like sidewalk chalk. His boss spoke in reverse. His mother called and said, “I forgive you,” though he hadn’t done anything. He pressed it again. The city flickered. Children screamed with joy, but it sounded like sirens. His hands felt too big. His memories rearranged themselves alphabetically. He pressed it a third time. Now, everything is clean. Quiet. Predictable. He misses the screaming. 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶 "Pressed It Anyway" There was a sign, it said “don’t touch” So I touched it with my lunch-stained thumb The vending machine blinked Morse code I think it said “you’re not the chosen one” My coffee turned into a childhood friend He asked me why I never called again The ceiling peeled like citrus skin And whispered, “this is how regrets begin” Pressed it once, the sky went sideways Pressed it twice, forgot my name Pressed it thrice, the world got quiet Now I miss the screaming games Pressed it anyway Pressed it anyway My boss spoke Latin in reverse My inbox sang a funeral verse The children laughed like broken clocks I danced alone in static socks There’s no undo, no unbutton No rewind, no “just kidding” The walls are clean, too clean to trust I miss the mess, I miss the dust Pressed it once, the sky went sideways Pressed it twice, forgot my name Pressed it thrice, the world got quiet Now I miss the screaming games Pressed it anyway Pressed it anyway The vending machine won’t look at me It knows I know what I shouldn’t see I sit beneath fluorescent moons Waiting for the next cartoon
