Looking Down
By: Julia Yaskowich
Couches all day and night.
Clicking buttons that forward to new channels instead of new opportunities.
Chimes as ringtones instead of the whistling sounds you can only hear outside.
The ticking of a clock doesn’t seem to ring the same way anymore.
1 hour or 10? I can’t keep track of time like you used to.
The swarming sound of your neck crackling when you look up from your phone.
The vivid colours fading from your eyes, blinded by pixilation’s behind a 12 inch screen.
It seems that the headphones in your ears are creating a wall against your social abilities.
You only share artificial feelings that are made up of words you use on text, masking your real personality.
You use filters to hide your appearance and who you truly are.
Why? Because we are all scared.
We are all scared, that one day someone will see who we are, and the false person that you had been creating over the years online, will finally be exposed to the people you ‘love’ most.
But who cares anyways, if they’re all looking down.
