Virtual Universe

We are based in a virtual universe Sometimes the things we build in that universeFeels like we have imaginary friends and castlesOnce I say goodbye, I don’t want to go back at timesI don’t want to live in a virtual realityWith imaginary characters I don’t want to wear the same masks everydayBuilding the statues for statusLooking a certain way and addressing the crowdAlways being on the stage even when we’re notI’m an introvert who forced herself to not be afraid of the crowdFrom shaking and shivering to giving speeches on how we’re changing the world Then I hear that sentence and it hurtsI’m sending messages to strangers everydayThe strangers don’t know meAnd I’m supposed to know all about themEveryday I open my compass and look for the signalsWondering if the signals are in fact the noiseDisillusionment continuesI met a director who talked about the hustleI told him all about my thresholds Earning my dreams in an industry I know the introvert doesn’t belongI haven’t been seeing humans that much if I’m honestSomewhere a gigantic part of me is still in that innWhite boarding and in lock downSetting up her first mic and chasing dropoutNow the introvert graduated and life is just filled with sharksI want to shut my screen on the virtual universe and just find my peopleMaybe have a fondness of humans once moreInside me a cocktail of Nietzsche and Bukowski are fighting about the meaning of lifeI’m fast forwarding myself back and forward on the tracksReading the news and questioning my goalsWanting to hop on a train and exchange the continents Telling the story of the crow And a new bar every Friday night Refractions of my highs on the wallsThe discomfort gave birth to the writerA writer speaking the language of non-localHer life filled with signs She remembers the journalistHow she saw him three timesFeeling she’s walking on the edge once moreThe journalist told her this bus is too small for herAnd how she feels she might be too smallShe’s destined for the worldStrangers come by addressing her the queenShe opens her arms for the darkness in the meantime Unafraid Walking on fireFire meets fireAll she ever wanted was to feel the life Her eyes were of those of the tigerClawing her sight on all that she wantsDancing the edges of the darkness Unseen to the strangers while the familiars disturb her darkness