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Who do I become 

at will of two thumbs 
dancing across the alphabet;
conducting captions just to get 
likes on all my Facebook posts-
acknowledgement that they get all my stupid jokes?
 
Who am I when the walls are down;
when the screens are shut, and no one's around?
See me in my natural light, cropped and centered
you just might
catch me in my natural state-
My words and actions prove equate.
 
There is no surge of electricity 
that exists to match the authenticity
of who I am behind the screens,
within my soul, throughout my genes.
 
What could you say about my past?
It doesn't read through shadow contrast
casting on my deep brown eyes;
I've seen some things, I've heard some lies.
 
No adjustment of saturation could come close
to express my infatuation 
with the people/places/pets I love,
on some social media account 
I've made use of.
 
No adaptation of my face 
shows what I think of outer space.
Most of my thoughts 
are out of this world-
could you tell that from a picture that's swirled?
 
My Instagram has more of a filter
than the words I use to throw out of kilter
the flows and norms of my society-
The pains that make me cry, you see?
 
I speak my mind, it's who I am,
though I clog your feed with trivial spam
I find unique, obscene, or humorous;
my span of interests is quite voluminous.
 
High and mighty,
all my pride
does choose to sit indoors 
and hide
behind some vague computer screen,
uploading all that comes to me.
 
Outside, 
The world
may strike up my anxiety,
or toy and question
 
My sobriety;
a state I do prefer to live in
that helps me access all that's within
myself, my battles,
and all my glory-
Add that to your Snapchat story!
 
The freedom to express is not a matter of privilege;
you can't count the pixels 
that make up your true image.
 
Log into real life,
leave the electronics on the shelf;
there is no link to access your inner self.
 
This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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