I wanna bury my phone
It's toxic
Their perfect face
Their happy life
Is anyone that happy?
I don't agree
It's suffocating
The sanguinity
I know noone's perfect
But It sure feels like it
I know beauty has no standards
But It feels like it
We can be tolerant
We can be happy
With our careers
With our bodies
But are we really?
It's alllll great
Till it happens to us
Is it all a show ?
I ponder
Yes we need a detox
But we also need
Ample self-supervision
Twitter is highschool with bullies
Tiktok is kindergarten with overexcited babies
yes we need detox
But is it an enduring solution
To the cycle of self-destruction
The social platform is not toxic
It's people that are in it
People exist outside
What's stopping them
To troll us in real life?
To spread hate?
To not make us bait?
It's not digital detox we need
It's psyche detox I foresee
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Life As I Saw It
FantasyThe poems that you will come across in this collection is written in free verse and are discoveries i have made in life and what I have learnt.
