Why does everything have to be so public
So perfect
Go ahead, hide everything terrible in your life
Hide the struggles and the pain
The Internet provides its perfect vein
Show others how desirable you are as a human
Self publicity if you will
Look at how well-rounded I am!
Look at how perfect my life seems to be!
Seems
Seams
Holes in your seams
No wonder you complain about people ignoring your screams
Try reaching out,
Hiding your pride?
Impossible, I should know
Forget I ever tried
You're very good at that
Forgetting I exist
Except this time
It's you
That's scratched off my list
How does it feel?
An I for an I?
I can only hope
That my mind will leave you behind
I cannot reach you
Because you are not real
I don't do well with alternative motives
I got tired of looking for the best steal
Quality over quantity will never suffice
Try to remember: It isn't always about the price.
