Letras
Felt like a file on someone's desk,
A checkbox life with a tie and vest.
They skim my soul like a Google doc,
Zoom in on flaws, miss the heart I got.
I've been refined through things they can't see,
But they want shiny, not honesty.
A voice in my chest, a past I've braved-
But they don't like stories unless they're pre-shaved.
They ask "Is he normal?"-define your terms.
You want still waters or someone who's learned?
'Cause I been in dark, yeah, I've felt the weight,
I'm not afraid of pain, just fake.
Shidduch game tight like a velvet noose,
Where silence is safe and truth is loose.
Say too little? You're cold. Say too much?
Now you're "a case"-yo, good luck.
They swipe through résumés like they swiping fate,
Diggin' dirt like it's gold on a second date.
"Any meds? Any drama? Been to therapy once?"
That's a no before yes, now I'm labeled a dunce.
They want perfect boys with a past that's clean,
Not growth, not grit-just a frum machine.
Say "I'm workin' on myself," they call it a flaw,
But smile like a robot? That's five-star parshah.
References rated like Yelp stars,
One wrong line and you're branded with scars.
They call it hishtadlus, I call it a trap,
Where image talks louder than the actual map.
Someone said too much tryna keep it real,
Now I'm wondering what was lost in the zeal.
A girl I liked... might've said no off that,
No callback-just silence. That's that.
It's like:
"Don't be too quiet but don't overshare,"
"Be deep but chill, and make sure you care."
"Be driven but gentle, lead but don't push,"
"Open up fast-but only with kush."
Like yo-how is anyone real in this game,
When being yourself can put you to shame?
I've seen girls dropped for their father's job,
Guys rejected 'cause they're too soft to rob.
Someone's cousin said no 'cause she had a mole,
This ain't love-it's controlled scrolls.