Empty I sit in a world unfit

for my needs so i flee

my mind is safe away from heartache

no joy, no play, no pleasure, no fray

no pressure, no strive, so bland, unalive

aware, i cry, i know i’ll die

away, i’m fine. unaware. just decline

to strive, to fail, to struggle, like jail

still stuck, no climb, no luck, not fine

no new, lost hue, cold shoes, rent due

The only reliable is a screen

to keep me alive, thanks dopamine.