Umbilical cord, The attachment you call love. Time to cut it off.
In digital age So many lonely people With so many friends.
People pretending To be happy and content. Collective madness.
They are called fake friends That special breed of people. Android vermin.
Stand behind the line. Your toxic vicinity, take it somewhere else.
When you remind me you are ex for a reason, it’s called good riddance.
Don’t go with the flow. Take that fake smile off your face It’s like bad make-up.
Don’t feel so special, Loneliness is everywhere. You are one of us.
Who am I, I ask the mirror in front of me. There is no reply.