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Narcissus, handsome as he were
so attractive, named after him are flow’rs
posted an instagram selfie, did he
waiting for his followers’ attention, though fleeting
poor Narcissus: the ‘likes’ donned upon him
Today people are concerned with falsified images they create a fantasy world where they are king and their followers are their supposed friends. Where acts of friendship are not hugs, but rather “likes”. They reach out hoping for acceptance.
People wearing masks.
Not surgeons. Not wrestlers. Not even superheroes.
I know your name, but not your face
If I saw you in public I would not recognize you
It’s true
No filter = no likes.
No filter is like going on a date,
without breaking the ice.
(Which is a habit of mine)
No filter is #Fresh Friday
and no #Makeup Monday.
No filter is usually me.
violets are red roses are blue i want a cockatoo
homework is boring i think most of you hate it too
but i have to do it so do you
what are you doing playing games?
I will take hundreds before I find the perfect one.
It is imperative to pick the correct filter.
It needs to make me look tanner
while also concealing the bags under my eyes.
The trick to being flawless
Is that you must be lawless
Obey noone's expectations
don't use their fixations
Don't look and find what they see
Understand you'll always be dreamy
I said i'm going to rise to the top of the mountain....wait wait wait...
I said I'm going to rise to the top of the mountain.
Stand on this stage declaring my Name,say.
Because I am a king, ayee.
the Stars make me happy.
the Way they’ve lived an eternity
evolving, but not changing.
Life will knock you down.
What lifts you up?
Maybe it’s the way
His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
There once was a girl I met
Was the best girl out there yet
From bein’ together
To barely ever
Someon’ else got who I didn’t get
Antonia
We remember
I remember
Our childhood
Had its pros and cons
We’re adults now
All grown up
It’s crazy how time flies
The few moments I spend with you now
I feel like you look for messages engraved in the cliche
i don't like it
but it seems to work.
this is straight forward.
i miss my metaphors
tired and hungry I can't help but wonder
# my hashtag.
Do you like to # your hashtag?
Or should I simply # my hashtag?
Hashtagging a # is quite the trick,
But it's simple, you'll get it quick.
You see, with things like YOLO and Selfie
If everyone is an actor, to each his own,
why do some leae the performance in the first act?
One may think a greater one- a Higher Being, if you will, holds the strings.
But Look at your hands.
I was always told to dress the part so
I put on my costume.
A white collared shirt,
A skirt to my knees
And a mask of a forced smile
Along with a face covered in pounds of makeup,
He wrote me a poem once
The boy who leaves in January for LA
He wrote me a song once
The boy I don't want to say goodbye to.
We spent the day exploring a museum once
Hate.
Seems like you can’t function without it.
Have your coffee dark roast—
Extra bitter.
Lukewarm,
Grounds swirling in the bottom,
--Swirling like those hateful thoughts,
You exhaust me.
That hardly describes it.
I wish there was a better phrase for putting my emotions through a spin cycle.
You didn't even hang me out to dry.
YOLO, you only live once.
Is once enough?
Call to your brothers and tell them to continue.
continues with their lives,
good decisions,
dedication- to life.
I have a cat,
and then I had three,
four,
five.
Alonelyness.
Feeling the world caving in,
the door to a better life closing day by day.
Alonleyness.
