selfies
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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.
Quick take a picture
What can we see?
An everlasting flawess flitered picture of me
Hair done
Skin soft
Eyebrows on fleek
Eyes tipped
Black dip, winged tip on me
I reach for my phone and point it towards the sky as to reach the heavens. I quickly turn my phone over as a pancake to the front screen before the moment is gone.Snap!
what do you see
through the looking glass?
when you look past
all the films and clicks?
do you see someone
who isnt as happy as they seem?
do you see someone
who doesnt feel pretty enough?
I like the pretty extensions on my braids, just a dozen of them. They sorta whistle as they swing all over the place. No pictures please. You can keep the selfies.
I think it sucks that we only have mirrors and pictures and selfies to see who we are.
To see the light manifest itself in a way that shapes the reflection of our bodies and our scars and the things that scare us.
