I’m not going to reach out,

keep myself under mask,

let people

live their own lives

rather than asking them

to live my own.

So many times

we wish we might

reset,

figure out what’s next

or who will I be,

an hour from now.

Drawn by social media,

a playful banter,

loss of soul,

creating chaos.

Remember when

writing a line,

seemed like a playful art.

When did I forget I could write like

Shakespeare.