I find it ironic
that Facebook calls
new updates "feeds".
Isn't that just
what it is?
Something to feed us
when we are
lonely or bored or sad.
We scroll the page
looking for something
to cheer us up.
But often what we see
only aggravates
our condition.
Every morning
as soon as I wake up,
I check to see
my Facebook "memories".
Then I put my face
in my hands
when I see how
pathetic past me was.
But have I even changed?
Sometimes I'm not
too far off that girl
that drowned in self-pity.
Interesting reflection on a sliver of your existance
..which is trying to drive itself into the center of your life. Yet, I somehow doubt you're most meaningful memories are stored on facebook. Additionally, if we recognize our chosen words of yesterday as less mature than we wish they were, then we're doing something right - growing : ) All the best to you.