[tabby title="Poem"] I'm here, sittingYou're there, standingWe're walkingWith phonesWith songsWith fancy clothesAnd bagsAnd fake smilesAll distractionsFrom what's actually happeningNobody knows what true happinessBut let's just smileNobody knows who diedWho's happyWhat happenedMore than what the media is feeding you,You know nothingBut...