How quiet the night is I say as I loudly tap On my phone Erasing and rewriting Statuses Only to realize You can't be profound on facebook Society has made sure of that. This handy dandy Mini pocket computer Connects me to the world, It assures that never will I Never can I Be alone. Yet as I scroll Through the friends list, The contacts, The snapchat stories, Endless feeds, Its clear I am only one person Out of billions. Barely noticeable. Its hard to be unique When all the clever usernames Have been taken And you don't know How to use emojis. I do not compute, Nor do I really want to.