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Feb 17
I've tried to change back to my good old ways
When I was a kid and I wasn't a slave
A time my mind wasn't a desert and I wasn't alone
A time my existence didn't depend on a phone
I wish I could go back, Maybe a century
Maybe then I'd be seen as a masterpiece
But I'm stuck in the present, I'm just a puppet
The 21st century is holding me hostage
These days make you feel alone
These days are all run by phones
No one has any individuality
We're all the same
The world is brutality
Technology has ruined all our lives
All that matters is perfecting your smile
Make sure you don't get brainwashed
Your life will be ruined
We're all just puppets
Our meanings all controlled
I'm all alone
My existence has been crushed by a phone
Tee Morris
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Tee Morris  14/F/The Moon
(14/F/The Moon)   
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