I’m really not bitter,
About changes to Twitter,
Although I can see,
What has happened to me,
At least I can see me,
Though no one else can,
I’m no longer visible,
‘Twas Elon Musks plan.
My timelines all wobbly,
Tweets gone astray,
People I followed,
Are not there the next day,
They just seem to vanish,
Depart in the night,
Then when morning comes,
They’re nowhere in sight.
I talk to the void now,
My tweets swallowed up whole,
Was that really the idea?
Was that really the goal?
Perhaps I’m not interesting,
Not controversial enough,
To maintain the interest,
Oh boy, it’s got tough!
I’m kinda invisible,
People see right through me,
But just sometimes,
Not how I want it to be.
So if Mr Musk or his cronies see this,
Can we please return,
To that sweet state of bliss,
Where tweets do get noticed!
Where tweets do get seen!
And I promise, this time..
I’ll keep my tweets clean!