Log in… Scroll down… Start again… Faces glowing in the blue light Every moment staged just right Living life in curated frames Everybody playing games Digital applause on cue Tell me what I’m worth to you Numbers climbing, feeling small Echoes bouncing off the wall Signal high but meaning low Do they see me? I don’t know We’re living in the after-image Caught inside the screen Hearts reduced to tiny symbols Nothing’s what it seems Swipe right through the noise and static Chasing something real In a world of perfect pictures Tell me how to feel Filtered smiles and borrowed style Hold attention for a while Say it louder, say it fast Make the moment always last But silence hits when screens go dark Lonely in the empty spark All the noise begins to fade Wonder what we really made Disconnected, overexposed Every truth becomes composed We’re living in the after-image Caught inside the screen Hearts reduced to tiny symbols Nothing’s what it seems Swipe right through the noise and static Chasing something real In a world of perfect pictures Tell me how to feel Turn it off… Just for a moment Hear your own thoughts… Unfiltered No algorithm knows your soul No metric makes a person whole We’re breaking out the after-image Stepping off the screen Learning how to feel again In spaces in between Leave behind the noise and static Find what’s truly real In a world that keeps on watching Choose your own appeal Log out… Look up… Breathe…
