Stoney faces buried into screens
Hours pass by, yet trapped within

Eyes glued and ears plugged
Like addicts and drugged!

Hours of work, and hours some more
Connected, yet secluded, behind closed doors

Scrolling through moments, else’s moments
Loosing ours – happiness or disappointments

Oh how I miss talking, and being talked to
Real conversations, real memories to look back and hold on to

It’s such a cacophonous silence out there
Everyone talking, yet not with each other, just elsewhere

Ask me, tell me, hear me, share with me
Come out of the screens my people, break free, break free, just break free