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So Zeus sat there Scrolling through Twitter Lightning lit up the sky Because Zeus saw something he didn't like   So Zeus sat there Scrolling through Twitter Tweeting when he saw fit
Zeus is born in Crete, he grows up to be quite an athlete.   Populated the cosmos even though married, he tailed it all including fairies.   There are no boundaries for this philanderer,
    If you’re sick and tired Of our people getting shot Then it’s time we change The government we got What’s the point of crying Useless tears and leaking snot
There was a foolish President by the name of Donald Trump, Elected as a leader as the least of two great evils, Who seldom did much else except for sitting on his rump
 Feeling Like A Rag Doll,I am disabled by birth.I am paralyzed fromthe waist down!!!! All of my life I've livedwith this!! I cannot stand-up on my ownbut with help I can!!
(I wrote this poem about the effects of social media for my English class. It doesn't rhyme but it has a little repetition. I don't know how this website works but if you can, feel free to share feedback!)  
Pres. Donald J. Trump cannot be trusted!! Pres. Donald J. Trump doesn't care about the "American People"!! He especially doesn't care about us disabled citizens!!  
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.  
Hundreds of Millions of Messanger birds  Soaring across the world. It sure is a miracle That none of them crash Into each other.
Social Media, feeding the Obsession. Expression which switches Depression to Repression. Lies disguise our devotion to true emotion. Self-Hatred, the secret sacred Entity for a hurting Identity.
I had a good talk with a good someone. Realization that i don't have to keep any of you posted on nothing.. Nothing at all. If you need to know , you probably know.
#spoileralert #truestory #swole #getfit #parkour #yolo #sorrynotsorry
What horror has appeared on screenWhat ghastl things that can be seenFrom cyber-space an image bearsUpon my monitor with a thousand shares  
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.
All my life I questioned if he existed.  Until one day everything changed, I met people who loved me Who loved him with all their heart
A ‘somebody’ to me is someone who is successful.  Somebody who can tell their future kids someday that you can accomplish anything with determination and self-discipline.  For me, a ‘somebody’ also means someone who can change people’s lives.
Exposing my face on Facebook, or tweeting my teeth on twitter. That is not who I am really.
It's better to love our ecosystem,
​​Your voice,
#twitter is my biggest distraction #distracted Your being distracted Hypnotized by hashtags memorized by the masses old slaves to the new master The media is trying to make a fool out of us
Who am I? I am not my facebook page I am not the number of likes on my Instagram post I am no the numbe of retweets on Twitter I am me. I am loving, caring, and kind I am friendly, funny, and quiet
"Who is this? Nigga on IG, always on posting pics.  Never get the chicks.  Always with the shits.  Man that nigga lame. I blow more L’s and got way more change”
F or those who lose sleep over the opinion of sheep, L ose a sene of self-respect. A dmiration for the things I have done W ill never define who I truly am. L eadership fuels my body on a daily basis, however
A goodbye unsaid, but written. A rope tied and left to hang.  A person jumped, but never reached the ground. 
Social Media     Facebook -   Making a page that will deliberately describe what I want to say.
Her self-confidence is built on the foundations of Facebook and Twitter
   I am inadequate. (is that an SAT word?) adj. lacking the quality or quantity required; insufficient for a purpose In a world chock full of Merit Scholars, and teenage charity founders, and tech wizards,
The Inhibition of my mind & Body... And I think my heart
A woman who is voluminously thick with all the
Kk teachers these days just, like,  seriously need to chill out! i don't get what the heck all the fuss is about They should like go smoke a joint or something
Greater than and less than.
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
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