I feel more alone than I've ever felt in my entire life
I can always tell that I'm caught within the stride
Of people clueless and of people veiled
Along with the ones who won't accept, or the ones who strangely will
I'll always know that I'm another part of this new ordeal
Please look up for a second because there is

Nothing around you but a swarm of pixels
I want to be your friend, but I'll never meet you
I'll reach out for you, but nothing will be there
I've never even heard you speak, or would I care?

So when I looked at the screen for the tenth time
She hasn't replied for fifteen years it seems
I begin to worry about her, is she OK, is she hurt?
Yet it's only been a few minutes, it's such a curse
Yet why the impatience for someone who I'll never meet
And the constant sensation that she's going to leave?
All I'm left with is paranoia and disbelief

Yet now I'm apparently gay, according to what my phone now says
But here's the comfort from someone I'll never talk to again
Maybe it's time that I let my sadness go
And maybe it's the time that I don't feel so alone
I look up and don't see anyone to talk to
How can I, while everyone stares into their phones?

Again, I feel more alone than I've ever felt in my entire life
Where is fact within connectivity, when it only disconnects me
So goodbye my friend I never met, you'll disappear into the technological stream
Goodbye, mystical troll, I will leave you to another feast