Why care?
Ten years from now it won't matter at all
Life is never what you thought it would be
And you can't see me now
This is what's happening:
I'm almost as far in as you
Lying awake at night
Back is aching
Heart is breaking
Trying to be good enough
And make yourself seem better
By typing out clever things on the internet
And you like how they can't know
That it's you
Or what you look like behind the keys
They only see the beautiful, trim picture of you from last year
Before the sin overtook you
And now
You're happy they can't see
Thank God for anonymity
So many things to hide behind
And yours is the face online