flip phone renaissance

do you remember those times
when your life was an adventure
you explored the forests
the young folk will never know
what it was like
before the internet propaganda machine
took over the minds of lost youth
now dressed up as presidents and influencers
presiding the fools and influencing the forsaken
good ol’ days of ipods and mixtapes
it’s a funny thing that although the tech gets easier
the quality goes down
just look at those old photos
even when black and white
they seem to have more color
than all this modern smart phone crap
was in love with this girl
but she couldn’t even love herself
told me sweet lies
i believed hook sink line
thought i’d give goodness a shot
see what all the fuss was about
turned out to be another false path
nobody gives a fuck
they just want their likes and followers
generation give to me me baby
give it now and even then
you want more out of everything
including memories and pain
not even our sorrows are sad enough
we go on these health kicks
a little running to kill the gut
no more bread or some other stuff
you can do it they say
create your dream and you realise
the only dream your creating is the fool at the top
they want you to join their cults
teach you how to be what you want
and do what you love
all the secrets will be revealed
all you gotta do is keep paying and get everyone else to sign up
at some point you wonder what was the point
of all that striving
a man gets to thinking
this world is a big fat shopping mall
cotton candy smiles walking backwards
on stilettos in the rain
country songs for the wicked
to drive out the fake wannabes
flip phone rennaisance
to give you that ol’ nostalgia
empty moments where all was possible