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Indecisive


Dear Technology,

There's something about you that limits me to one thing and opens my eyes to another

Your sounds crowd my ears almost as easy as you take my sense of hearing away

The world is at my fingertips and knowledge is not needed

I can ask you anything, but I'm still lonely

You help me visit places without a plane ticket and talk to a face I've never seen before

Your mask is more influencial than theirs

I wear you on my hand like a glove and give you power in my decisions

Yet I get mad at you when you take forever to have my answer, or don't answer at all

I truly am grateful for you, but I haven't spoken to someone's eyes since I was young

You've stripped me of communication skills but gave me confidence from the photo I posted

I may sound like I have mixed feelings about you

I do

Thank you

-Elyssa Johnson

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