Filters on, but the cracks still show
Say it’s fine, but the truth too low
Smiles fake like tv glow
Warm on screen, but cold below
They say, “just be you.”
But they mean a version
With less truth
More moodboard
Less soul
More purchase
I laugh but i’m not here
Ghost in a mirror
Copy of a copy
With a beat in its chest
But no clue where it’s going
Is this voice mine?
Or just something i mimic
To feel like i belong
On someone’s explore page?
I post and wait
Likes hit like pills
Quick highs
Crash still kills
Was it ever real?
Real?