F.O.M.O.

I'm on the search for status
I didn't mean there to be malice
Shit been such a challenge
Holding weight is bringing callus
Ripping holes into the flesh of my skin
Case they attack us
Fill a void that I've been fighting within
Got an imbalance

I been at it since an adolescent
Since I've been present
Needed antidepressants
Cause I been fighting on my own
How it feels without a home
All this passion I been feeling
Got me stressing now my heart's
Getting weaker by the tone
I been dealing with a lack of acceptance
Now I'm on appetite suppressants
For my image and I'm always on my phone
Seeking validation lead to me
In danger of my feelings
Lacking knowledge that the ones you loved
Would cast the first stone

Face reality
You look into the mirror and conclude
That this façade is that they told you
That you'll never be alone
Wake up every day to slave at
What they said you should be doing
To make everybody happy
But yourself to feel grown

I'm on the search for status
I didn't mean there to be malice
Shit been such a challenge
Holding weight is bringing callus
Ripping holes into the flesh of my skin
Case they attack us
Fill a void that I've been fighting within
Got an imbalance

I'm done with average
Always looking to my peers
For opinions on my work
Their words will never be sincere
They don't empathize their ethics
On display when there's no metrics
When the shit they hear ain't even
Close to what I really feel
Keep refreshing on my feed
To see a ton of other tweets
I know it's damaging to read
But I ain't learn to live without
Need to see if they still feel me
When I drop another CD
And I hate this feeling needy
It's the fear of missing out

I'm on the search for status
I didn't mean there to be malice
Shit been such a challenge
Holding weight is bringing callus
Ripping holes into the flesh of my skin
Case they attack us
Fill a void that I've been fighting within
Got an imbalance

Face reality
You look into the mirror and conclude
That this façade is that they told you
That you'll never be alone
Wake up every day to slave at
What they said you should be doing
To make everybody happy
But yourself to feel grown

Withstand the pressure to conform
News ain't here to just inform
Seek for us to blend to norms of our society
I ain't here to just perform
Never given time to mourn
For my country that was torn apart entirely
Now I got nothing to lose and none to gain
Channel hunger and it stems from my pain
Formerly, I don't go by a name
Break free from the shackles and the chain

Was it worth it?