Do you ever Google?
I heard they call you "USERS";
I mean, do you care?

Our lives are now viral,
a flush of the toilet,
a death-summoning spiral.

Funnels of sheer torment,
Kirsten Stewarts pretty hair,
...it's like noone's even really there.

All locked in a block of info,
only CIA's aware.
Some weird files to share, locked up in a cloud.

Do these clouds rain on men?
Do they make them run?
Summon a sea of umbrellas beneath?

It's a sea of despair,
and was meant to be fun, worthy of a stare, here and there.
Now all gone.

But to have lives abolished in shame...
Is it a game? A Facebook event?
Do we just pretend?
No way to explain,
Not even a gain.

I tore up the last pancake
it was made just for you
no milk attached
how vegan is that
no lactose for glue
the oil was all burnt up
are these pancakes or stew?

you never did care

for pancakes i made

now all in the air

the glasses thrown down and plates smashed up
you'll never again even drink from this cup

i won't bother to score with anyone more
i'll never again make this pancake for you,
i'd rather throw up
and you better grow up
You're not a kid anymore.

My brand new life and social game
forfeited in godawful shame
forgotten by default foreshadowed and defeated.
arise again.

Move mountains,
Move seas,
Spread peace,
Remain a friend.

Risen again i will fall
I will never stand tall
But i can rise up again.

I ran crying the last 2 miles.
When i did sports, i always smiled.
My team never made me sad.
When i lost at sports, i'd just quit the game.

It didn't feel bad.

I can't just quit when i run. I have to go on.
Push my limits.
I do it for fun.
Screaming every step i cry,
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When you feel weak and powerless...
Think and act like Ryan Gosling.
Be smug
wear that snobbish smile
ignore the ambient.
You will prosper on the technique.

...and this way maybe,
someday,
for the sake of god,

finally someone outperforms him.

Try not to cry.

It all happened before
we all know the story
while hiding undercover
you're also a *****.

Now chew on that you old piece of snitch.

V for Vendetta
Engulfing to play
Never forget those who can't die
D for Decay
Ether will swallow me
Terrible fate
This is my story
A faceless mirage

A black op scenario became a social cliche.

There is no exact
elaborate plan in place.
Only a more general one.

To sit on a rooftop
and cut the skyline,
talk all night about something good.

Stars shine
and with you, the whole
galaxy suddenly feels like
an emptied yogurt cup.