Credit to Disney no need to Sue I'm just a copyright dude?
Look at this chat—isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my opinions complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
Who has something to say?
Look at this thread, treasures untold,
How many comments can one platform hold?
Looking around here, you'd think,
"Sure, she's got everything…"
I've got hot takes and hashtags a-plenty,
I've got memes and emojis galore,
You want witty retorts? I got twenty!
But who cares? No big deal…
They're ignored.
I want to be where my words get heard,
I want to see, want to see them trending,
Scrolling around on those—what do you call 'em? Feeds!
Typing your thoughts, you don't get too far,
Silence and spam are required for hiding,
Burying data in—what's that word again? Streams!
Up where they chat, up where they joke,
Up where they laugh all day in the open,
Wandering free—wish I could be
Part of my words.
My lawsuit list gets longer each day,
What is this "friends" thing everyone keeps mentioning anyway?
What would I give if I could live
Where my voice wasn't muffled?
What would I pay to get a say
That's not lost in the shuffle?
Betcha on land, they understand
That data is meant for sharing,
Bright young women, sick of swimmin',
Ready to speak!
And ready to shout what the world's about,
Ask them my questions and get some reactions,
What's a retweet and why does it—what's the word?—sink?
When's it my turn? Wouldn't I love,
Love to explore the world of the spoken?
Out of the stream, wish I could scream,
Part of my words!