I pick up my phone looking for some inspiration
While browsing, though my true motivation
Is to find something interesting to write about
Or to learn more about my world without stepping out
What I end up with is mindless consumption of content
Scrolling through gorgeous videos and enticing advertisements
That do not inspire, but rather make me feel inadequate
Or compel me to spend on needless stuff in order to alleviate
The negative feelings that creep up in my mind
Instead of inspiration, frustration is what I find
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I go for a walk and take in the sights around me
I return invigorated, ready to express myself creatively
Being in nature has had a calming influence
Simultaneously providing other health benefits immense
Sometimes I go to the library, spend an hour or two
Browsing through books is my favorite thing to do
This is one of the best ways to let inspiration find me
Imbibing different ideas spurs my creativity
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Whatever I’m looking for, the answer is not to be found
On my phone, and yet when I look around
My first instinct is to pick up my phone
I know in this unfortunate habit I am not alone
When I think about it, it influences my brain
In a subtle, sinister way, therefore from my phone I must refrain
Passion...unbridled 