Mobile Zombie Poem by Kujo with two curls

Mobile Zombie

I was strolling,
A society filled with facts and figures,
Every icon takes me someplace,
Desire to be aware,
So I treated my brain as a garbage,
Consuming unwanted.
A fear of being forgotten,
I made multiple identities,
To express myself,
But none of them worked,
So I destroyed those,
Now it is only me,
Unknown.
By Khushi Joshi
15/07/2024
8: 48 PM

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