Click! Click?

Click! Click!

Tap! Tap?

Scroll. Stop!

Opinions are for the opinionated where I fall to this day

Just for a yes?

No, yes?

Stopping this delusion in my head that is faltered

For me it’s not strife but a simple mutiny to your war you’ve declared

The war of my mutiny is in the desperate grasp of attention and a-Click!

My earliest memory of  simple white walls with simple small steps I could take

Reach up to a-Click!

Where do you scroll to find

This is endless

Till I leave upon the utopia I've created myself to think

Yes, was enough

To think

A click meant nothing

To think they weren't watching

To see their films end

All captured on screen

This poem is about: 
Me

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