Not Another Untitled…

Oh no…

Not like this…

My legacy… stuck on default…

I hit generate, feeling cute, feeling right,

then watched my title vanish straight into the night.

I swear I blinked once—maybe twice at most—

and my masterpiece became a ghost.

Now it’s sitting there, smug, bold, unbothered,

“Untitled” in the corner like it’s royalty’s daughter.

Every other song has a name that shines…

but this one said “nah, I’m fine.”

I tried to click it…

Hoping a rename button would appear,

Tried to reshape it…

but that little box just laughed and said:

“Too late, you made it!”

Now it’s Untitled forever,

it’s too stubborn to be clever,

the one song mocking all my effort,

living life with zero pressure.

Untitled forever,

can’t fix it, not now, not ever—

guess this track’s a trendsetter,

a nameless legend, floating like a feather.

I’m scrolling through my files like a detective on a case,

every track has style, every track has grace—

but there it is, bold font, acting proud,

a silent diva in a digital crowd.

I swear it smirks every time I pass,

like, “Who needs titles? I’ve got class.”

And now my playlist looks confused,

a mystery box I didn’t choose.

I pray to edit…

but nope, forget it…

that label’s glued on tighter than my deadlines, admit it.

It’s Untitled forever,

the rebel of my endeavor,

I guess I made a superstar

without even being clever.

Untitled forever,

a mistake turned into treasure—

I don’t know if I should laugh or cry

but I’ll keep it… whatever.

Maybe it likes the mystery,

maybe this is destiny,

maybe this song is trolling me

and doing it professionally.

I should’ve saved the name…

but now I just scream “same!”

This track refuses fame

but somehow still became—

Untitled forever,

the title-stealing trendsetter,

proof that even accidents

can turn into something better.

Untitled forever,

my chaotic little treasure—

fine, stay nameless, own your throne…

you win.

I surrender.