Chronically Online

»⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« I wake, I swipe, I sip cold spite, Thumb’s got abs from every fight. I laugh at jokes I don’t recall, Saved, reshared, then missed the call. Hot take, lukewarm brain, Borrowed thoughts with someone’s name. I’m fluent in opinions, late edition, Half-digested, zero nutrition. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« If thinking’s hard, I scroll it smooth, If feeling’s loud, I mute the truth. I’m trending tired, verified vague, A living comment, poorly phrased. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« Chronically online, chronically fine, Crying in emojis, punchlines on time. Funny on purpose, hollow by design, I’m lol’ing my way through an attention decline. Chronically online, chronically me, A mirror with ads where my face should be. I’m deep in a shallow, shallow deep, Lost in a feed that won’t let me sleep. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« I stitch a stance, then flip it quick, Contradict myself—call that “nuance chic.” Receipts on tap, context on loan, I cancel myself just to feel at home. Hot girl spiral, cool girl cope, I ghost my goals with a heart and hope. I know the lore, I miss the plot, I say “it’s nothing”—it’s all I’ve got. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« My name feels rented, thoughts feel shared, I quote a quote like I was there. I feel seen, unseen, overexposed, A soft launch soul with a hard close. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« Chronically online, chronically fine, Jokes at the ready, feelings on ice. If I don’t post it, did it align? If I don’t watch it, did I have a life? Chronically online, chronically split, A highlight reel with a buffering wit. I’m sharp, I’m silly, I’m quietly gone, Still typing “same” at four in the morn. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« Scroll-schooled brain with a doomloop lilt, Guilt-built laughs with a side of tilt. Sip-sip snark from a viral cup, Fill-fill time till my self shows up. Blink-blink eyes, refresh-refresh, Who was I before this mess? Click-click care, skip-skip ache, Trade-trade depth for a double-take. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« I’m tender, I’m clever, I’m chronically loud, I whisper my fears to a digital crowd. I mean it, I meme it, I bury the lead, I farm my own thoughts like emotional feed. If focus is fragile, mine’s made of glass, I tap-tap away while the moments pass. I swear I’m okay (ha!), it’s just a phase. I’ve been in this phase for several days. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« Chronically online, chronically bright, Cracking jokes while I dim my light. Funny saves me till funny’s a shield, And I forget how honest feels. Chronically online, chronically true, I’m searching for me in something new. Log off heart, log on spine— I wanna remember what’s actually mine. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« I close my eyes, the feed still hums, If silence speaks, I’m learning the tongue. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰« Chronically—, chronically fine, Chronically online, chronically fine, Chronically—, chronically fine, Chronically—, chronically fine, Fine, fine, fine, fine… Chronically online. »⨰⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⁐⁚⁛⁚※⁚⁛⁚⨰«