Solitude is my cellphoneโs vibe
Cozy and powerful
My confident faces are for selfies
๐คฆ๐คฆ๐คฆ๐คฆ๐คฆ๐คฆ๐คฆ๐คฆ
Step in
Chill in
My bedroom is my heart
A photo taken there is always the sweetest
๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค
Iโm a cell in a metal cocoon
Wish someone could draw me out
Wish I had more people in my photos
Wish I could see my body more often
๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
One selfie taken
Million words are whispered
Alone in different tones
My front cameras are my best friends
๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน
Hello here! Hi there!
Not an answer
Some buddies are just selfish
๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ๐คณ
Are we too in cell fish?
On a little screen
Million selfies must look atomic
๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ
Foolish
We fake joy well
Stunning
Our smiley faces are everywhere
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
As faces in cells
We must be dying of randomness
Though most selfies tell broken heartsโ stories
Mine are always a resistance to inexistence
๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ
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Comments (1)
Nice to hear you reading the poem too. Excellent work