trends squeeze themselves into the gaps that separate you from the rest
if we band-aid that stuck out sore thumb
and poke at you till you're numb
while the first place ribbon bleeds, pinned right to your chest
the tiara they gave you is far too tight
perhaps this screen is getting too bright?
i feel a headache coming on
and i start to feel withdrawn
but maybe the secret to that figure is to not eat much of that dinner
just keep it behind the camera lens
crave for online validation more than real friends
and swallow every digit like painkillers
constant filters are the eyes with which i see like the blind
and camera shutters scream at me to be more photogenic
so i hit delete and scroll absentmindedly
double tap takes its toll
of fifty-four more likes for me
hours seem to escape and spend themselves on beach pics and edits playing tricks
on your perception and the conception of which boxes you must tick
follow these 5 beauty tips!
you only have to change every single bit!
with an aesthetic wrapped up nice and neat like a gift
like buy into my facade today!
clouds of perfume make me choke and later so does the smoke
but the poison looks nice in our best wine glass
will our profiles be our legacies?
the new age electronic page of autobiographies
with slight plot changes and rewrites
and only share the highlights
to make our lives more interesting (are they even listening?)
for the pleasure (hopefully jealousy beyond measure) of these strangers
where's the danger of doing anything to earn their favour?
and measuring self-worth by the comments section's length
and lacking any mental strength
aren’t you tired of all of this superficial stuff?
yes i see the irony in posting this on the internet,,, logged in,,,phone open on instagram,,,
