facebook-whore

Being a ”good girl”, doing everything right.

No wrongs are accepted, working all night

Cleaning the house until it all look

Perfect, then brag on facebook.

 

Loving your man, trashing you boss.

Shouting out about your loss.

Private things you share, snippets of a life

Craving sympathy based on a lie.

 

 

Wake up little girl and take a good look,

at the pages of your history book.

Covering every inch is worthless triviality,

nothing of importance or immortality.

 

Face it ”miss perfect” you’re not all that

Though your hair is all shiny, your stomach so flat.

You’re still nothing special, nothing achieved

Just being alive, no ideas conceived.

 

Your inside as average as the rest of the world

No hidden treasures to be unfurled.

Painfully normal, a hard label you wore

Well, accept this new one, you facebook-whore. 

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Joel's picture

True. Perfect for the "nosey"

True. Perfect for the "nosey" for those that like the drama." Oh that crazy social network. Still trying to figure out why I keep reopening the account. Interesting read... I like it


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"You think Einstein walked around thinking everyone was a bunch of dumb-shits?"

Arwen's picture

To spy on others, perhaps?

To spy on others, perhaps? cheeky

Thank you for commenting(and liking my poem)


I'm always lying, in fact, I'm lying to you right now.

Joel's picture

The pic is phenomenal by the

The pic is phenomenal by the way


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"You think Einstein walked around thinking everyone was a bunch of dumb-shits?"

Arwen's picture

Thanks. I'll tell the

Thanks. I'll tell the photographer. He'll be pleased.


I'm always lying, in fact, I'm lying to you right now.

Arwen's picture

Thanks

for all the feedback. It's fun to see that my message came through. Though I don't mind facebook( I got an account), but the way some people use it inspired me to write this. I guess I just like normality.


I'm always lying, in fact, I'm lying to you right now.

9inety's picture

BRAVO!

BRAVO!


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot