I'm tired of screens and endless tweets,

Of faces lost in pixelated streets.

Needles pierce the digital haze,

A modern world, lost in a gaze.

Rubber sheets replaced by memes,

Life's complex in virtual streams.

Who are these faces, friends unseen?

In the glow of a cold, blue screen.

Death begins in lines of code,

A dreamless sleep on an endless road.

No wild berries, just endless scrolls,

A world of hashtags, empty goals.

Oh Susan, she cried in emoji tears,

A stain on my soul, it perseveres.

Sweet taste of an artificial life,

Lost in a sea of endless strife.

My mouth so full of scripted words,

The sweet blue running in binary codes.

What are you doing? Leave me alone!

In this digital dream, I am not grown.

In the dream of youth, forever eighteen,

Reality blurs in the digital sheen.

Can't you see I'm dreaming, lost in the stream?

In a dream, I'm never bound by age's scheme.