Behind the Filter

Fri, 12/05/2014 - 17:09 -- miapare

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You can't define me with a filter.

I cannot be confined to a box in an iPhone screen, I am not an object

If you want to connect it takes more than liking my selfies

It's not healthy, our addiction to refreshing for more likes,

It strikes me as a humanity backpedaling,

It's unsettling, the insanity for the next iPhone 6 the friends the followers

We're walking slower and slower because we're staring down at computerized glow

Where are we going? We are not utilizing our ability to speak to one another

I'm being smothered by the technology

 

The other day I said hi to my Facebook friend

She looked at me like I had three heads,

Like why are you speaking to me? I do not freaking know you

Oh, you don't? You just liked my status.

How do I adjust to a world that doesn't have the decency

To speak to me other than from behind a computer screen?

Should I use another filter?

Should I use Twitter?

 

Mankind is deciding its own fate

We need to carry our own weight and stop waiting around

Liking, posting, clicking, the clock is ticking

In a hundred years will my greatest fears be confirmed?

Instead of ants and worms we'll have viruses and malfunctions

I can't stand this dysfunctional society

I can't just submit another comment, I'm Hell bent on fixing this

I'm itching for a cure I'm glitching glitching glitching

I need to recover I need to remove the filter that's covering society

Why are we layering on filter after filter after filter?

Can we peel them off one by one

Or are they sealed on tight, never to be undone?

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