All I see is make believe
From belvederes inside a screen
A quiet rendezvous from another world
Pettin robots with my thumbs
I do it til my mind is numb
Enough to think that I'm still in control
I'm at ease with myself
So what's with all the existential freakouts?
Floating through a cycle
Of searchin, scrollin, postin, hopin that someday
I'll find some time for livin
I'm a pixel person but
I think that I have had enough
Of letting what I hold get a hold of me
So I might miss out on things
But no one's even listening
The pixel people party carries on
I'm at ease with myself
I hope it lasts but only time will tell
A different kind of update
Where you don't need a password or an application
To open up your mind