Socialise or perish in time

Reflected glare of tired eyes                                                                                                                                                   Hypnotised in your own demise                                                                                                                                              Addiction spreads across the veins                                                                                                                                       Desperation from what it gains

Bubble, bubble anti-social trouble                                                                                                                                         Consumed by the mind                                                                                                                                                          Isolated in time

Frozen in a succession of mindless drones                                                                                                                     Glued to the screens of their phones                                                                                                                                     Waiting for the spell to break                                                                                                                                            To be released from this zombie like state    
                     
Be the leader not the sheep                                                                                                                                       Don’t give in, don’t retreat                                                                                                                                           Your mind is yours to command                                                                                                                                          Not the technologies in your hand