Like a shameless flower
Cries at every wedding
You don't have feelings
You just have petals
There is no meaning it's
Just aesthetics
Then to ask me
I'd say pathetic
Is the only one that fits
And wind
Inside a world
Of acronyms
Twisted shapes
Of acrobats
Inside a mesh of flesh
And bone
Is an underlying
Desperate tone
To the world of
Real authentic
The iPhone likes
Preventing
This place of role play
I think we like pretending
As if our fun is
Never ending
No one speaks
Just message sending
It's a silent planet -
Wait. it's pending