Lyric

They said move closer

So I stepped into the frame

Someone fixed my collar

Someone called my name

I knew where to place my hands

I knew how to hold my chin

Ten people looked together

I was not fully in

Three seconds to become

A version no one checks

Teeth set, shoulders back

Nothing to correct

Group Photo Smile

Proof that I was there

Proof that I was fine enough

To stand beside the air

Tag me in the picture

Let the caption make it clean

No one has to wonder

What the camera did not keep

Someone posted later

With a pretty little line

Everyone looked happy

Everyone looked aligned

I watched the small screen load

My face beside the rest

A perfect little record

Of what I never said

No blur around my body

No warning in my eyes

Just a social little shape

Good enough to recognize

Save it to the folder

Send it to the thread

There I am, arranged again

With nothing looking dead

Keep the easy evidence

Keep the polished scene

No one has to notice

Who I had to be

I remember after

Walking home alone

Lipstick on a tissue

Thumbprint on my phone

The picture kept me present

But it missed the cost

Of making one clean second

Out of everything I lost

Save it to the folder

Send it to the thread

There I am, arranged again

With nothing looking dead

If I look like I belong there

Let the story stay that way

Some people learn to vanish

In the part they had to play