Doomscroll

Verse I I woke up to my phone screaming lights beside the bed pened my eyes, straining them with the phone lights picked it up like it knew what I hadn’t said couldn't get the flood of information out of my sight scrolling through faces I don’t even know are true learning about things I never wanted to know hollow texts and emojis asking how are you seeing the fake smiles fake friends all i felt was woe Chorus I cut by the signals, living a lie too much noise, reverb & strife feeding im fodder on constant noise just a number no real voice Verse II so I set it face down, turned silent mode on to stay wanted to let go but slow curiosity grew still felt the weight of everything it tried to betray but craved digital fakery to cover me like snow cant keep up the counts anymore they tally in my head and even the silence now just echoes their rhythm thoughts circle like unsent, saved messages left on read my mind is bogged down with them, all hail the algorithm Chorus II I cut the signal, let it die no more noise inside my life out of the feed, out of the noise not a number, not their voice Verse III Ive learned quiet isn’t empty but space to reclaim I feel the call of a nearly frogotten time something quiets down, no longer chasing fame I find something deep inside: a gentle solace - mine I won’t be split by noise & what keeps me alive reject quick dopamine fixes, regrow the red cord I step beyond the pixels so the me can revive I found something! I am no longer bored! Outro clouds… leaves… dragonflies… Gentle, silent pond… A frog jumps into the pond— Splash! Silence again.