How many more picture of yourself
do you need to take
before you lose your identity
and turn into a fake.
You use filters to narrow
the width of your hips
and pretend to have fillers
every time you pout your lips.
Once you think you look beautiful
you share your photo online
so everyone may think
you are living your life by design.
But they never see you
wait for the likes and comments
as a feeling of emptiness
inside gradually ferments.
The only friends you have
you have never met
for the only place you interact
is on the internet.
This person you have invented
only exists in cyberspace
while the real you checks the mirror
for the new wrinkles on your face.

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