Unfollow the Digital Illusion

Swipe the pain, reshare the lie. Pretend it's growth, disguise the cry. Your truth's a

filter pixel deep. I scroll right past the soul you keep. You speak in

memes, you scream in quotes. Addicted to your empty votes.

You live for likes, you die for reach, but never practice

what you preach. You've got a brand but no belief. Your spotlight's built

on borrowed grief. You pray in pixels fast and loud but can't survive

without the crowd. I see the screen, I see the scheme.

I've left your hive, I've killed the dream. I shut it