Photography monopoly
Your face is a commodity
Existing just to line then up and keep them full
The pockets, I swear
I swear, I know you better than you know yourself
Falling in and out and up
But have you still got the time for me?
And I'm spent emotionally, financially, and probably sexually
I'll get over it eventually
And I'm spent
You're famous, finally
But you're still only ever looking down
Because that's the way it used to be
Your new friends - you love them
Is narcissism something you practice
Because you're getting pretty good at it
Keeping tabs on everything
And selling it off to me
Congratulations, you're not free
The last thing that I need
One more screen to watch myself
Watching everyone want more things
And all the things we regret saying
Immortalized, digitally
But we all still think them anyway