The screen holds a tight hold.

It won't fall down,

It's stronger than metal.

I reach for the new.

But, the old swerves through.

Making the tears a knee inch deeper.

I want the new me.

Tired of this tight screen.

I'm tired of holding on to the old not going with the new.

I wanna be different not like you.

I wanna change, renewed.

But the screen gets tighter.

Leving me weak and fragile.

Left as I was.