Her music's a refuge from the noise A place to find solace, a heartfelt choice No need for verification, no need to prove For in her art, a genuine soul improves

A verified check, a stamp of fame Does it guarantee the truth's the same? Or is it just a symbol of the game's A way to measure influence, fame?

In the glow of a screen-lit night I search for truth, a guiding light Among the noise, the curated feed I crave a sign, a seal of speed