Beware of the media, no not the paparazzi cuz most of us are nobody’s
But wait, I am somebody.
Beware of the media – social media – particularly if your social skills suck.
thirst meets traps meets
to validate me
my mental wellbeing
meets showing face
meets don’t call or text me in real life
meets where is my family meets
Where is my place?
meets friend meets foe meets
Look where we happened to go
meets good eats I baked a pretty cake meets
many more likes during misery meets
fuck your sweets meets
fake and false identity meets
do not challenge me meets I’m healing
meets wait: who are you really?
meets your face is not yours
I won’t tolerate one more fantasy!
meets keep it real but not too much
meets regurgitated agitated
meets virtual touch meets
envy meets lust meets
longing to rip apart my skin meets
I’m healthy and I’m happy! Friend?
where’d you go? Look, I’m finally happy!
meets damn. meets
who are you within? meets
I can’t afford to spiral again
meets friend requests
meets it is not weird to interact meets
don’t ever call or text me in real life
they don’t know me in real life meets…
FUCKING SOCIAL MEDIA.
Thank you for viewing. I quite often have to hit several “reset” buttons, but social media has been a steady challenge for me. I have deleted so many accounts over the years, but today I am satisfied with a temporary deactivation of a couple of platforms. If you would like to, let’s comment and chat about social media experiences and preferences, or share this poem if you enjoyed reading it.
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If I am to be intentional about my wellness then I can't go setting up thinking traps now can I?!