Big Tech is obviously evil
We are all Zucking ourselves
And the race to digital sobriety
Becomes an endless race
My mind speaks in agony
Because it is limited throughout
And there is nothing we can do
Without a rebellion to take it back
The internal solace I have entered
Is not the type of solace I wanted
And the overall feeling of cabin fever
It still stings and urges me to go out
I always focus on the past and future
No focus on the present moment
Trying to be grateful to get stuff
Rather than to enjoy what I already have
It's either buy this or die refusing
The fears of overspending seep in
And the habits of spending do seep in
Thanks to being online all the time
I just want access to my favorite media
No need to buy physical copies of it all
But at the same time I want there to be
Some way to compensate the artist
You can declutter and still compensate
But be wary of those Big Tech sharks
As they will take every last penny
And leave no one with their worth
