We are absorbed From one click of a button To 5 hours of life Reliving a cycle every day Thinking it can’t get any better The more followers The better life Only posting what you want And not letting them see the other sides Pictures only there for a moment Then washed away never to be seen again When moments could be spent better Long lasting moments With no worry of a time limit Instead we are made robots Dependant on 5 inches Missing what life has to offer Too afraid to leave them at home Because you you may miss a notification You never cared about anyway Making life easier every generation Thinking the only way to make friends Is by chatting online Getting a reply But waiting 5 minutes Because we are too afraid of seeming desperate Walking right past someone Who you could have shared your life with But instead your head was faced to the floor But of course The floor is more important than a person But this item smaller than your hands Somehow gained a power to control us Hooked us into this trap That is too late to run away from Forgetting the date and saying it didn’t remind me Will be the only excuse And family, friends, and people Will no longer be an option Soon we will all walk around with tubes in our ears And goggles over our eyes Seeing a virtual world that must be greater than what we were given Meeting people but never seeing them But it’s fine Because we have all we need between 5 inches