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Media Mania
Media mania floods our screens with state certified hysteria.
Pushing panic to the top so it can reach the most vulnerable area
Every day I open my phone I’m faced with something scarier
They’re raising me for slaughter, grown to pick, agraria.
This burial of free thought is scarier than we thought
Cause they’re teaching us to think not, trying to make us all hot
Under the collar and my mom says
It’s just making my brain rot
And she might be right, I get caught
Up in this tangled knotted
around all my problems
I can’t see past my damned phone screen.
Every day it’s harder to reach the people around me
I thought it was supposed to be
easier with all of this
social technology, but all these fears and problems just keep piling up on me.
Trying to keep us hooked,
Taking advantage of our fears
Maybe I need to take some time to myself?
Read a book, close my ears
DON’T STOP, the algorithm says listen! Cause this “alpha male” says women belong kitchen
And this famous artists ex boyfriend is dissin
And every word I say gives them more ammunition
Look I don’t care!
I just wanna let the world keep spinning!
Spinning? Our world is frying and people are crying, and animals and dying even ones we don’t reap but WAIT!
Don’t go to sleep, I know you want to just keep sinking deep
Down further in the rabbit hole, no escape in sight, protesters and rallies and least someone’s trying to fight but even though they’re trying to shed a light, instead it’s making guilt that’s eating me alive
GOOD! That guilt will keep you here, don’t go outside,
here’s another thing to fear.
We’ll keep you locked up, your own mind is a jail
If they keep us all separated
Of course we’re going to fail
They wriggle inside our minds,
Feast on our insides like Taenia.
But I’m so tired, it’s so easy to sink
Down into this media mania.
Copyright ©
Ilaria Hobbs
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