In the glow of flickering screens,
Where the city hums, pulses, unseen,
A girl with headphones, lost in trance,
Fingers dance on keys of chance.
Neon skylines, pink and bright,
Pierce the veil of endless night,
Through glass, the towers watch and gleam,
Whispers of a broken dream.
Code and circuit, bits and bytes,
Fuel the game in endless fights,
Behind the curtain, secrets lie,
A world built by the silent sky.
They craft the game, they play the role,
Masters of the digital soul.
But deep within, a longing stays—
To break free from this endless maze.
In the heart of cyber flare,
She seeks the truth, unaware.
A future shaped by pixel lines,
A world controlled by coded signs.
But tonight, she pauses, lifts her gaze,
Beyond the screen, the city’s haze—
Wondering if there’s more to see,
Beyond the neon, something free.
