| The Digital Life |
| It’s a drug... an addictive drug A digital drug Once you’re hooked up, you can’t get free It consumes your time, your energy You want nothing from the world but to be left alone You can’t bear to leave the screen It’s light, its warmth you try to posses You get up to leave, but only for a second Once you’re gone from the room you begin to wonder How can a thing, not alive, inanimate Have control, have power over you You, a free-willed, living, breathing, person But still, in your haste you hurry back Eager to feel the keys beneath your fingertips And soon, that thought, that glimmer of free will Is gone, leaving behind an empty shell Doomed to forever sit in front of the screen It’s a drug, an addictive drug A digital drug |