What’s Next?

I.

Don’t even tell me to go

If it’s not instagrammable

One selfie, with me

Portrait, and candid

Pan vids, and reels

We’re not moving on, 

‘Til we get all of it.

Chorus.

It’s not for you, it’s for me

For the memories that I’ll miss

I dont want the likes, I dont want your seens

I just want to keep, all of that has been.

But don’t you underestimate

All the time that I have put to it

From the caption to the trendy mix

It’s my life’s work, now what’s next?

II.

I know you find it a bore

That everything is for post

Believe me, I’ve tried

Go fully, offline

But my friendships, they will cry

She’s gone fully black out, 

Is she dead or alive?

(Repeat chorus)

Bridge (spoken)

Sometimes I ask myself, you know

What if Instagram gets shut down,

Like, all of my posts will be gone

And I mean, everything…

(Repeat chorus)