Another day comes to an end,
Another night alone in bed,
I toss and turn, I feel so restless,
And I’m on social media again.
Friends are hanging out without me,
Someone’s on a trip with family,
I want to ‘like’ it but I can’t,
My phone is heavy in my hands,
But I’m on social media again.
I’m mundane, things don’t affect me,
I experience the same things all over again,
These thoughts in my brain, they keep me awake,
So I just continue scrolling.
To waste some time, to empty my mind,
I scroll through my phone to ease the pain
Maybe I’m a person with nothing but sadness,
Or maybe I’m just jealous of others’ joy,
Every single post lets me know,
Just how good my friends have it,
So when I’m feeling low,
I just overdose on everybody else’s happiness.
But why is it so hard to find my own?
By the time I come across it, it’s gone.
I want to be with people
But it’s easier when I’m alone.
I’m mundane, things don’t affect me,
I experience the same things all over again,
These thoughts in my brain, they keep me awake,
So I just continue scrolling.
To waste some time, to empty my mind,
I scroll through my phone to ease the pain.
Photos of me, I wish they were real,
The happiness I show to all (all a lie),
My smile in front of the lens (I’m empty),
That’s completely someone else–
A picture of the person I seem to be,
Not the person I actually am.
Lonely, lonely, so lonely,
The only one there for me is me,
No way, no way, no one understands,
Every story they share makes that clear.
I’m mundane, things don’t affect me,
I experience the same things all over again,
These thoughts in my brain, they keep me awake,
So I just continue scrolling.
To waste some time, to empty my mind,
I scroll through my phone to ease the pain.
“Hey, so how have you been lately?“,
“Me? Oh, I’m still the same, just okay,
I’ve been having a good time by myself,
Enough about me though, how about you?”
Analytical Abhiram 