So many souls in anguish working hard to pay the rent,
struggling for some comfort, wondering where their future went...
their Facebook posts and videos tell stories thin and tall,
every smiling face just one more click within the wall.
I light my fire most evenings in the glow of my phone's screen,
with an empty chair beside me - but I'm unsure of the scene.
You won't find me on Netflix, and while I may have jumped the shark
I like to think that it's this season where I'll finally meet my heart.