scrolling scrolling
waiting for a taste of something real
figuring out a way to maybe feel
scrolling scrolling
a way out sounds better than a way in
navigating a world forgetting to grin
scrolling scrolling
what do we look for in a screen
if actual reality makes us green
scrolling scrolling
scavenging for a connection
praying for someone’s direction
trusting trusting
that a world built on numbing distraction
has something real tucked in satisfaction
trusting trusting
dopamine runs deeper than the surface
natural force has a way of being perfect
trusting trusting
I built this specific me for a reason
and she’ll blossom with every season
-Grace