Life feels like a metaphor
A metaphor for a real life
For a life of foraging
A forest and a scythe
Tearing through the wreckage
Of a life that never happened
Digital detritus
Layers to be flattened
Scrolling endlessly folders of
A girl that didn't need to be restored
Somehow, maybe some way she believed
She would someday be reborn
Scrolling endlessly folders of
A girl that didn't need to be restored
Somehow, maybe some way she believed
She would someday be reborn
