He sleeps in ads and pixel rain Thumbprints warm with dopamine Time just hums—a scrolling hymn Soft as light inside the screen Ohhh Scrollboy—fade away Looped in dreams you didn’t say Nothing hurts, and nothing stays You glide beneath the interface His thoughts come glitching, half-remembered Faces blur, the feed’s the sender Grins in gifs, forgets the frame Loses track of voice and name Ohhh Scrollboy—float in blue Truth gets filtered, so do you No edge, no sound, just slide and sway A self that fades with every day Echoed laughs and phantom tone Still online but not quite known Cries in loops and prays in feed But no one sees the thing he needs Ohhh Scrollboy—can’t rewind You post your soul, no one replies The echo’s soft, the silence clean You melt into the glowing sheen Sleep, my scrollboy—fade and blur Wrapped in loops you can’t unlearn You loved the glow—it stayed too long Now you’re the feed, not just the song
