When even your darkest moments become content. A commentary on emotional exhibitionism online.
Genre: Alt-pop / Emo-Tech
Perspective: First-person influencer, losing control in front of an audience
Mood: Raw, vulnerable, meta
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Camera’s on, ring light’s bright
"Hi guys, I’m not alright"
Started with a skincare haul
Now I’m crying, feeling small
[Pre-Chorus]
10k hearts but none that stay
Reactions flood, but drift away
Tears on loop, for views and likes
My pain’s their pixel bite
[Chorus]
Streaming my breakdown, frame by frame
Confessing to strangers who don’t know my name
I’m viral, but I’m not okay
Who am I when they look away?
[Verse 2]
Comments say “you’re so brave”
But no one calls when I misbehave
Monetized grief in real-time blur
A glitchy soul in a photo filter
[Bridge]
If no one watched, would I still cry?
Do I feel, or just comply?
The algorithm doesn’t sleep
But tonight, it counts my weeps
[Final Chorus]
Streaming my breakdown, views climb high
Yet I’m sinking where echoes lie
My screen glows, my spirit fades
Trapped in loops my heart obeys
