I'm a walking contradiction
Paradox in rhyme
A self depreciating cynic
With a heart that's out of time
I'm lost in a world of data
Where information's king
I'm a mess
A product of my time
I'm caught in the crossfire
Of the digital climb
Im a master of words
A weaver of tales
But I'm struggling to find
A meaning that prevails
I'm a nihilist with seven sides
A heptagon with a frown
Im lost in my own labyrinth
Of my minds crown
I'm addicted to you
And the dopamine rush
But I'm longing to find
Something I can touch
A contradiction in terms
A walking oxymoron
Lost soul searching but I still give up
I still give up
I still give up
I give up what the