Lyric

Typing a "Yeah," lending my soul out for rent

In a city where value is based on the minutes I spent

"Are you okay?"—version twelve of the same old script

Hiding behind a smiley face, my identity’s slipped

Logout-mode initiated, I’m fading away

In the neon static of a digital day

Staring at that sticker for three hours straight

Afraid to reply, just tempting the fate

The curse of "being understood" is a heavy chain

I’d rather have silence than the noise in my brain

Over-empathy is frying my circuits tonight

The pressure of "kindness" is squeezing me tight

Becoming everyone else till there’s no "me" left

Of a genuine loneliness, I’m finally bereft

"I understand you," they say with a grin—

While my mind goes glitch-glitch-error-beep-beep-spin!

If the phone doesn’t buzz, am I even real?

Processing love and hate until I can’t feel

Buried in DMs, an "I’m sorry" goes cold

My heart’s out of storage, or so I’ve been told

Tell me, what is "connection" but a well-staged lie?

The girl on your screen is just a ghost passing by

We’re both playing parts in this masquerade

Waiting for the battery of our spirits to fade

I can’t send a "Thanks" or a "Goodbye" to you

To the only "Unread" left in a world that’s untrue

The kindness is a prison, the empathy’s a cage

I’m ripping the pixels right out of the page

Over-empathy is frying my circuits tonight

The pressure of "kindness" is squeezing me tight

Becoming everyone else till there’s no "me" left

Of a genuine loneliness, I’m finally bereft

Hey, somebody, please—just let me be

Before I go glitch-glitch-error-beep-beep-free!

Muting my signal

Turning off the light

Still unread

Still