Submissions by Laynie

It's wants me.
I don't know what it is
But it's here.
It's present.
And it wants me.
To fall
To crash
To burn
But wait
Now it changed.
And it wants me.
To smile
To love
To laugh
I don't know what it is
But it's here.
And it already has me.

I feel out of place
Like I don't belong in this time
The likes on pictures became a race
And not caring about social media is a crime.

People are all the same
They all live the same scene
The need to feel fame
On an app inside a screen.

No moment can be treasured
Unless captured on your snapchat story
Is that how you want your happiness to be measured?
Does that give you a sense of glory?