Don’t know what I feel sometimes
especially around people
Like I’m not a part of it
Like I’ve delved too much into screens and drugs
Created my own vanity
Developed too much of a connection to the fantasy they provide
The real world has become distant
The fake has become real
These are the beginning stages
of our evolution towards losing ourselves
of how we begin to lose each other
From biological to technological
We end up being and feeling only as synapses
No longer the soul
inside, what once was the person
are now the only parts that relate
to the machine


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