Our Sirens of Today
She's exhilarating and flashy; her posse is as well
Her voice can't be ignored, so your soul, you'll sell
She seems to grow more and more powerful everyday
She says size matters to keep the competitors at bay
We lose sleep, friends, more times than not, our lives for her
She's so sick and ruthless, but her shiny exterior blinds us from the truth; a complete blur
Nothing will change though because we always come back
Why is that?
She seems to fill our voids of what we don't know we lack
She's the Kryptonite to our Superman, and the reckless ego to their Trump
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
"Di--!"
Just let it pass, and keep sailing
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