Do It
I enjoy being inactive in social medias but I do get jealous on what other people do,
Changing profiles, posting stories, sharing posts
You'd never catch their phone without any notifications
Imagine the memories to look back as they grew
Yet I am here behind the phone, nervous and panicking
No one would even care about the situation that I'm in
I stare at the buttons that I am afraid to press
"Post" oh how I missed sharing comfortably and genuine, when was the last time I saw that word?
I know nobody cares whatever posts I am sharing,
But I cannot help myself on noticing small dull details none would even look at.
Thinking I'd end up on group chats with me as the main topic,
Oh what a main character I am? They won't even bother overanalyzing
Still, a part of me does not want people to know a detail of mine,
I'd like to keep it to myself, a treasure...
Changing profiles, posting stories, sharing posts
You'd never catch their phone without any notifications
Imagine the memories to look back as they grew
Yet I am here behind the phone, nervous and panicking
No one would even care about the situation that I'm in
I stare at the buttons that I am afraid to press
"Post" oh how I missed sharing comfortably and genuine, when was the last time I saw that word?
I know nobody cares whatever posts I am sharing,
But I cannot help myself on noticing small dull details none would even look at.
Thinking I'd end up on group chats with me as the main topic,
Oh what a main character I am? They won't even bother overanalyzing
Still, a part of me does not want people to know a detail of mine,
I'd like to keep it to myself, a treasure...