
The tic tock of the clock the unknowns that social media will unlock, deprived of the correct amount of likes, the dopamine when viral content takes flight. A selfie never taken just for death, there was a slight miss-step now there’s nothing left. The comment section so full of praise, still the lack of real friends is not a faze.
YouTube stardom everybody wants some, the blue collar worker no thanks everybody runs, the hunt is on the chasing of the bag, we got gender wars now love begins to lag, the tit for tat in this internet spat from “I don’t need a man” to Passport Bros going to another land, who understands dose anybody have a plan.
The sting of discontent breed the seeds of contempt, the flower peddles die choked by the weeds, barren lays the garden while the future bleeds
Information is the new currency of the day, you’ve been bought and sold in every way, even the hackers now want their cut, the apps lie about the security breach glut. Communist China has thrown it’s hat into the ring, you must know TikTok is not on your team, unsure of what tomorrow brings, life has already turned mean.