I sit in this chair, staring into the screen.
Scrolling through articles,
Mindlessly
Imagining myself somewhere else.
Maybe in a dream.

I'm standing, yet sitting.
Yelling, yet whispering.
Running, yet walking.
In this dream, I am everywhere else.
Not in a dream.

I am in the screen, staring at the chair.
I am falling through media.
Each article, drowning me

Each notification, I lose a piece of who i should be.
If only i pull away from these mindless games.
I could be what a person would be.

Free.
From the mass media of society.
From all its natural hierarchy.

Free.