Echoes in the Feed

In a scroll of posts, I find my day,
Time slips away, like sand in the bay.
Lost in the feeds, I wander and roam,
Mindlessly drifting, far from my home.

With each little update, I glance and I sway,
But now I’m deciding to carve out my way.
I’ll limit the hours, be mindful and clear,
Making room for the moments I hold dear.