I don't know what is going on -
Maybe it's the trap music.
That led to the twerking. No,
it's got to be Snap, the Google -
I see the ghosts of history around me -
Symbols of righteousness - hatred
mirrors facing mirrors - the voices -
I face the light in hopes of an answer -
I turn away and forget for I know one not come -
I breathe in the static -
I smile at the cameras -
Run.