I’ve been snapped out of the void before Endless relenting overthinking never did me any good But with ego I stubbornly persist
On an overground tram Heading back from a casual birthday party Casual by default since her mum insisted On jack in the box games and a caterpillar cake at nineteen
I told her all about the online echo chamber For my newfound identity For which she held the same Did she have these same experiences These strangers liked to insist?
I will never forget how she so cool told me no And like a slap in the face I was reminded Of the futility of my own overthinking. There didn’t need to be some grand explanation For my cosmic being in the universe I just had to exist