Scrolling

My own insecurities ruin everything I can have I scroll and scroll until I have no energy left I feel like I’m falling into a void of self-destruction Everything I do comes to bite me in the end Any connections are broken when I move to another state I am in a constant state of self-loathing My inner child can’t be healed at this point I grew up in a time of screens And cellphone cults Watching our life getting sucked away by disease and electricity I wish I were a true poet Incorporating meaning into every line My symbolism saying The words I couldn't But, I’m just a kid who has bitten off more than she can chew The church says that I was picked by God himself My father says that I was blessed with many qualities My pastor says that I am special and my innocence needs to be protected But how do you know? I have to come face-to-face with the selfish parts of my heart I have to meet my sinful counterpart But I keep scrolling until I fall to the song of sleep