[Intro] Refresh. Nothing. Refresh. Okay, cool. Very normal. Very emotionally stable behavior. [Verse 1] Dropped a joke in the feed like a penny in a well Made a little wish, heard absolutely hell No splash, no ripple, no “LOL” bell Just my own profile picture looking back like, “You good?” Posted a picture, thought the lighting looked nice Ten minutes later, now I hate my whole life Delete it discreetly like I’m cleaning up a crime Nobody saw it anyway— which somehow feels worse, right? Tiny red bubble got me trained like a rat Tap-tap dopamine, where the people at? I know everybody’s busy, everybody got a tab Everybody got a baby, job, dog, panic attack Still I’m staring at the screen like a séance “Spirit, if you saw my post, please respond.” Blue light on my face, midnight pond Throwing little stones at people who are probably gone [Hook] No notification No notification Brain says, “They hate you.” Phone says, “No information.” No notification No notification I know that’s not rejection but explain that to my nervous system I tagged you maybe it never told you I tagged you maybe the app just broke through I tagged you now I’m writing ten conclusions from a thing that might not even be a thing [Verse 2] Suno comment, little heart, little flame Tag somebody cool, now I’m sweating at their name They made a track I loved, I said, “Yo, this is insane” Then I checked six times like they owe me validation Which is wild They do not know me We are pixels with hobbies Little avatars bobbing through algorithmic fog banks throwing compliments like paper airplanes Some land Some don’t Some get seen Some won’t Somebody leaves the server and nobody knows the note Was it something somebody said? Did they feel small in the room? Did a joke hit sideways? Did the vibe turn cruel? Or maybe they got busy Maybe life just moved Maybe there wasn’t a villain Maybe nobody knew That’s the weird part: silence grows teeth Give it twenty minutes, I’ll invent a whole beef [Pre-Hook] I can turn “seen by three” into a Greek tragedy Turn zero little hearts into “nobody wants me” Then somebody likes it four hours later Oh. Never mind. [Hook] No notification No notification Brain says, “They hate you.” Phone says, “No information.” No notification No notification I know that’s not rejection but explain that to my nervous system I tagged you maybe it never told you I tagged you maybe the app just broke through I tagged you now I’m writing ten conclusions from a thing that might not even be a thing [Verse 3] I got a museum of deleted posts Little ghost gallery, nobody knows Captions embalmed in the drafts below “Thought this was funny.” Apparently no. Post at eleven delete at eleven-oh-nine Nine whole minutes, gave the world plenty of time That’s sarcasm. Mostly. Maybe. I’m measuring affection with a loading animation Doing social mathematics with imaginary equations One like equals “friend” No like equals “enemy” Three dots typing means “Finally, they remember me” Then the dots disappear. Fantastic. Now I live in the woods. No, I don’t. I refresh. [Bridge] Maybe nobody’s mad. Maybe nobody’s thinking about it. Maybe everybody’s doing the exact same stupid dance: post check cringe delete repost pretend repeat Little digital peacocks pretending we don’t peek “How many saw it?” “I don’t care.” refresh “I literally don’t care.” refresh “I have transcended this.” refresh refresh refresh Okay, put the phone down. …after one more. [Verse 4] There’s a girl singing house music somewhere through my headphones Some guy posted a meme then erased it when the laughs froze Somebody tagged an artist and waited for a sign Somebody left the platform without saying goodbye And I want every silence to contain an explanation Like people send departure forms to my imagination But people drift people miss things people get tired people mute feeds People feel belittled and don’t say it out loud People vanish from a room when the room gets too proud And sometimes— this part sucks— you never get to know. So I’m learning not to turn every absence into smoke. [Final Hook] No notification No notification Maybe it means nothing. That is also information. No notification No notification I can feel rejected without making it a verdict I tagged you maybe you never saw it I posted maybe the timing was garbage I joked maybe it just didn’t land Okay. That happens. I’m still a person when the counter says zero Still funny sometimes without digital heroes Still here still weird still making my noise Just maybe put the phone down before the phone gets a voice. [Outro] Refresh. … Nope. Okay. I’m going outside. [beat continues] …with my phone.
