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We want love but shy away from hurt The best we can do these days is flirt We send nudes and post selfies Send confessions that cry “help me” For we all just want to be loved  
  Why do I look like this? Why do I have this body shape? Why am I not pretty like the girls on social media?
Swipe left, Swipe right.  Update her Instagram Bio, Like a few images, and post a picture. Her loyal subjects swarm her page leaving gifts a plently in the form of digital admiration. 
 The Instagram queen sat upon her throne The lights twinkled on her phone The comments appeared on her screen She was filled with joy 
I'm tired of it. The feeling of regret and remorse, Two things that go together, but shouldn't. That other people feel. Not to mention the feeling of exclusion.
CAN YOU HEAR ME!!!!!! CAN YOU HEAR ME!!!!!! HELLO!!!??? hello?
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We are defined by the simplicity of a few words. Morphed out of nothing, as if expectations should really come from a boy in your chem class. He says he likes his girls skinny.
Instagram, Facebook, That is all it took, Took to lead these teens Out into the streets To live what they'd seen On some little screen.  
Sunshine and tired eyes Sleep deprived and fueled on weak caffiene Crumbling smiles and fake laughter Shining stars and weary eyes Insomnia and scary minds Cascading fears and silent cries
Social media is the worlds imagination. You can be anything you want. Doctor, nurse, rapper, singer, model...those are the most popular. All you need is a few followers.
That perfect caption -  it's all I need to say.  It tells the world what I'm doing,  where I'm at, when I'll be away.  That corresponding picture  (damn I look so fine!)
Without that FLASH in my face Without the MAKE-UP stuck on my skin That is when you SEE the Authentic ME
Every girl and boy in the world knows
Social media is a soul-sucking succubus. How is that for consonance? We are all just internet personalities. THe generation could use some resistence.     Profile pictures are petty portrayals. 
  who are you when you look into the mirror? are you filtered? or is the vision clearer? does valencia hide what is inside? do you look at yourself through instagram's eyes?
I notice you like my things And it's nice....but it's also frustrating You seem to just like things that relate to me Dude, do you even read my shit? I put a lot of thought into everything I share
There’s never a day we go without social network Social sites create many ways for people to make friends “Double tap for a TBH”- Instagram, Retweet for a S/O- twitter
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At an early age we are tought that
I remember the first time we had sex. How you asked me if we’d ever get the chance.   You said you’d tell me your “number” As if that’d be enough to convince me,
What is it that we as individuals seek? Is it to be satisfied with life, like we've made it to the top of a mountain peak?
He said I was fine But I told his ass no He grabbed my behind But I told his ass no He said come on look at that dress But i told his ass no He said I know you a freak just give it up
In today’s world, one of the hardest things to be in life is a woman.
We're standing in a new era, The social era
"When was the last time you stepped out of that cramped space?" Oh, I'd say it's been ages Since I could freely walk the forest trails and sniff the pine air It's been forever. I've been busy.
Social Media     Facebook -   Making a page that will deliberately describe what I want to say.
Enough is enough I'm calling a time out on social media The content of my newsfeed has been too far out of bounds I'm calling fouls, for incorrect grammar, filtered photos, and warn out hashtags
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Who is society to distinguish what is right and wrong? Is it size, weight, appearance, or personality that defines us? We judge, we look, we quickly decide within the first ten seconds who that person is.
Around it we feel like we are part of something greater. Around it we proclaim our ideas and express them for the world to judge if they are good enough,
Another. Silent. Day. Frozen. Gone. Hellish. Just. Kidding. Lol. ;)  
Boarded up in my house Doors locked Curtains pulled Trying to keep safe They’re coming   There’s only a few of us left That hasn’t been sucked in By the blue logo Hypnotizing us
 Oh My Gosh, I Hate Myself! I am hideously atrocious. Why can’t I look like her? She is gorgeous; a size zero; tall; model-like. Everyone adores her. Why can’t I look like her?
Every thought is documented, across the globe, throughout the day. Personal life—an open book; online for the whole world to see, and prey.   The drama, the agony, the hoots, and the tears;
Innocent people being hooked on the blue book, becoming dull robots that speak in code; it comes in your sleep taking your intellect like a crook, by bribing you with a new mode.
In high school I was smart, confident, but quiet Never was one to propose a riot But now I'm in college and I've seen it through What time-worn technology does to you  
Our lasting words written in code The internet becomes our new home Interconecceted for better and for worst The hateful words we type and curse We succumb to a wealth of knowledge 
Memories of gold and greenfloating in the unearthly breeze of the forestlike a nymph tickling the toesof all who threaten her Cognizant vitalitywhat is real is what is realNothing more, Nothing less.
I paid for my sins with a couple our fathers Five Hail Mary’s and I didn’t even bother Wrapping up the prayer coz I didn’t see the point Church congregation I reluctantly joined
Facebook asking me to write something Asking God to leak inspiration from my veins Open the floodgates of Heaven and pour out my pain It pains me, that I am not living to my full potential
The want. The need. The desire for attention. Stuck in a mindset that if I show a little bit more cleavage, I'll get more likes on my pictures. Right? Please tell her she's right.
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