She posts a sunset from Greece last July, lives for the likes - her stillness a lie. Without the filters, would she still be hot? She’s addicted to the next best shot. One perfect corner, the lighting just right, the rest of the house stays hidden from sight. I like not to like – ’cause worth fades away. It wasn’t real then, it’s not real today. Stop liking me, if you're just on the go, real love needs no numbers, no show. I like not to like – (I like not to like – ) She smiles with her coffee like it’s a prize, acts amazed at the morning cloud skies “So blessed”, she types with a glittery flair It’s just Tuesday. And nobody cares. She dances like stars are watching her feed: Lips full of laughter, heart full of need. I like not to like – ’cause worth fades away. It wasn’t real then, it’s not real today. Stop liking me, if you're just on the go, real love needs no numbers, no show. I like not to like – (Like not to like – ) Kind in the comments, hearts in a row; But would they show up if she let them know? She calls them “friends”, they call her “queen” - But none of them say what they really mean. She likes your post, but not your face, It’s currency now, not personal taste. A tap for a tap, not truth, not real - A trade of attention, not how we feel. I like not to like – ’cause worth fades away. It wasn’t real then, it’s not real today. Stop liking me, if you're just on the go, real love needs no numbers, no show. I like not to like – (Like not to like –) (not to like –) (not to like –) She scrolls through lives she’ll never live, and wonders how much more she has to give...