It’s 10:46 am and I wake.
I long for the days nobody needed to know “*** slept in so late”.
My phone is a representation of the modern world I have come to hate.

Modern sugar, nicotine, alcohol and caffeine. without it everyone will scream.

Conversations are endangered, books fallen so deep into obsolescence they all grazed their knees. Need to know the meaning of life? You can have all the answers just google it with ease!

Mobile phones are no longer an accessory, they have become a part of human race.
Letters?
Radios?
Asking someone on a date face to face?!

A new world plague, a damaging outbreak, the modern Spanish flu.
Unrealistic images breaking teenager’s hearts because they are impossible to outdo.

Not listening to our world that passes by, instead living in our headphones.
Zuckerberg murdered the way the world use to live and left behind nothing but gravestones.

I rely on all of this just as much as the next.
I long for answers that cannot be answered, they are far too complex.
“what is my purpose?” “why did my life have to turn out this way?”
Google? Are you there? I need your help, I am not okay.