She struggled with the nagging
So much attention-seeking
Always going on and on
Interrupting her when speaking
In her world of interferences
Disagreeable interruptions
Her weary weakened foggy brain
Weeping from too much disruption
In a hook line sinker on the line
Cajoled by capturing her eyes
A screaming screen of low esteem
Drowning streams of sweet disguise
She never knew how lost she was
Though she never left her town
Amid the panic in her padded cell
When the internet went down
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