Numbers glow in pale blue light
Searching for a human night
Every answer feels too clean
For the mess of what I mean
Data can’t define desire
Late night algorithm
Tell me something real
Not a perfect answer
Just a way to feel
Screens know more than I’d admit
Still they miss the delicate
Every pause between my breath
Every fear of what comes next
If I log out, I exist
Late night algorithm
Tell me something real
Not a perfect answer
Just a way to feel
Late night algorithm
Don’t predict my soul
Let me be unfinished
Let me not be whole
Click… hum… gone