Instagram WHORE!

I am insecure I have flaws.

As I scroll down my timeline, and see the

Amount of Likes on other girl’s photos, my competitiveness kicks in.

It’s a drug like no other, because of the purpose of the App.

No I am not forced to do this, but I feed of the attention,

And become clueless.

Morals out the window,

But yet isolated in my own cubical, I do my

Dirty deeds. Showing some skin as I try to fit in, to put my mind at ease.

Like after like, comment after comment, ahh! I feel like I’ve

Reached my peak. Negative comments emerge, Hateful ones penetrate the mind, I convinced myself that

The photo was fine, but didn’t realize, I’ve sowed a seed.

From not minding my business, to

Desperately seeking “likes” for attention.

I’m liked more for my skin and assets, instead of being valued for

My self-importance. As I stimulate the minds of my viewers with

Lust, I slowly begin to lose myself of trust.

The show must go on!

And I must give the people what they want to see,

For seeing is believing, but my character behind the screen remains anonymously.

My character doesn’t matter,

But the pleasure of being exposed is electrifying.

*Authors Note* I'am guy who so happens to realize these young girls who are exposing themselves, & do not know the dangers behind uploading a "shameless Selfie."