Follow Me On Twitter

Follow me on twitter We don’t know where we‘re going yet all we ever want is followers A simple case of the sightless leading the blind Into the light less than progressive. So you can follow me on twitter that’s something I can handle They told me the more followers I get The more popular I become This popularity doesn't pay it’s all just for fun. Fake believers who retweet call me sweet in all my tweets but never recognise me on the streets. If they do check it on your timeline “just saw hash tag one of my followers”. What are we leading each other into? Aren't we supposed to socialise and network instead of telling lies on social networks? Sharing videos of how hoes twerk. The pictures we post for every instant move we make, I bought new shoes click send We downing some booze click send Yow check out her boobs click send Then the things that make us sick trend. Nude disgusting pictures of how chicks bend. And the pretentious selfies with that fake friend. Moving images of things we dream about, posing next to things we only see around, Live without and but always in the background. Follow me on twitter I don’t know where I’m going but I just want some followers. Leading each other into darkness with ignorance. If I don’t ever follow back pardon the arrogance All the things we posting up show no such intelligence. Tapping on keypads tap tap into direct messages, Tap tap in a follower’s bed… Is that where this following leads to, tap tapped. Riding each other like on horse saddles From these lame so called handles We sell our souls from data bundles. All for a popularity contest with a prize none of us know Like leading each other in the dark with blown out candles Making each one bitter Via these demons. Instagram, Facebook, BBM, and twitter. @snehzwane