I long for yesterday's innocence

As if it could save the human race

From its self-destruction

A world caught up in

Fashion trends and fake news headlines

As if the real issues in our world

Take a back seat

To blind consumerism

Nothing can heal our scars

Nor prevent the eventual collapse of our

Self-constructed empires

Then I look to the sky and wonder

What does it all mean?

Our own insignificance

Drowned out by

Likes and Instagram followers

Was it ever worth it?