Reasons why I uninstalled Instagram
Reason one: Because I wanted to
Okay actually no,
That was a lie,
Which is actually reason number,
One for why I uninstalled it
I lied all the time
Instagram made me a liarI lied to myself,
Plenty of times and I lied
To people on there too,
Taking pictures of my,
Chicken sandwich that I got
From McDonald's and,
Pictures of me smiling, pretending that I was so...
HappyI lied and said that,
I wasn't addicted to social media,
While typing that on my Instagram,
Making a whole essay,
Including my thesis and conclusion,
On why I wasn't addictedThis intoxicated drug,
Infueling me with likes and,
Comments, but no I,
Was definitely not addictedAnd Instagram also,
Made me a liar because,
Everytime I posted a,
"Throwback Thursday" picture
And people told me how,
I was just so weird looking
When I was younger,
I pretended I didn't care, like,
The comments didn't phase meLike I didn't post that picture,
Because I was fishing for,
Compliments to boost my,
Self esteem, I wanted people,
To say that I had basically
"Glowed up"Reason two: False confidence
Yeah once I got over thirty likes,
Let's just say that,
I was basically famous,
Mm yeah, and once those comments kept,
Rushing in, drowning me,
In my own ego and,
DeceptionI was basically drunk on people's opinions of myself
The likes kept going up and,
The heart eye emojis,
The followers and the,
Dm's I got from guys,
It just kept going up so I thought,
That I was the bestNot realizing that once I
Threw away that phone,
I would have nothing but,
A self inflicted dopamine,
Called denialI didn't believe I was ugly,
People would say I was weird,
But hey, that's not what
Brandon_Booty_belittle.dot.oogy
Told me just last nightReason three: people
You know, those "people"
I'll start with people that you,
Absolutely do not like,
You block them but,
Somehow they still manage to,
Get on your timelineOr those people you were
friends with and now you guys,
Well... aren't, and you see them
Having such a great time
without you,
That goes for exes too,
Seems like all that time you guys
We're friends really meant nothingOh and don't forget the ex
Yeah the one you stalked,
The profile you check every day
Just to see what he/she posted
To go back and see that same
Dumb picture of them with
Their Guava smoothieYou check their bio everyday,
Seeing the same old quote
In their bio,
"I only love my bed and my mama I'm sorry."
And somehow,
Seeing this just makes you,
Feel good inside knowing that,
They are just still,
"So sad over the break up"Another person is,
The one they all love...
but you hateLook Kristen,
You are a great person,
You are beautiful and talented,
And most likely, going to become
The first female president,
But honestly why?Why does everyone on Earth,
Seem to like you,
You literally get along with
EVERYBODY, and I am not
Exaggerating, I mean,
Do you know how bad I want,
To have that super power?You get along with everyone,
And I don't,
And I should accept that I know,
But I can't because,
You and me are basically alike,
Right? So why can't I,
Get along with everyone else too?
HahaReason four: What a bore
I mean, yeah,
Memes are cool
But I have no one to text,
AnymoreAnytime my phone goes ding,
I'm thinking that it's from
Brandon_booty_belittle.dot.oogy
But it's just a dumb emailPlus when your ex blocked you,
And all of your anonymous,
Meme accounts what else
Could you possibly do?Reason Five: I get insecure
I know I am supposed to,
Love myself but honestly,
Look at her she is, just so,
Beautiful and great,
No one goes for me because,
They think that I'm so fakeAnd that girl has so many pictures,
With her friends,
How many do you see of
Me and my friends? None,
I barely have oneI am just thinking why,
Why am I even on here?
To boost my self esteem?
People have already seen,
The throwback Thursday photos,
And the pictures I post nowThe likes have dropped,
The comments have stopped,
And honestly it's getting
Pretty lameEven if the likes went up and,
I got messages in my Dm's
From guy's saying,
"Hey what's up?"
It still wouldn't be the same,
I'm not in it for the fameTalking to people isn't even,
Fun anymore all they do is,
Ask for nudes then,
Call me a whoreI am tired of the
Name calling for being myself,
Living up to a social standard,
If you aren't pretty enough,
Why post that pic?And if you are pretty enough,
Please don't do shit because,
You are an attention seeking whore,
Fishing for compliments,
When you already know you are prettyOh you know you're pretty?
You are SO conceited,
There's no winningI have a headache,
I can't take it,
I am not enough because,
Pictures lead to
Memories and me remembering,
That I look nothing like that,
And I will never look like thatAnd I could love myself
As much as I want but that doesn't change the fact that,
People won't love me if I
Don't look a certain wayReasons why I uninstalled Instagram
Because ever since I was on there
I've been getting a false sense of lust, hope, confidence
Because when I was on there
I was a slave to society's perception of what they called perfection
I uninstalled Instagram because I became less happy
Because I wasn't happy
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