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    The Tale of Social Media

    What do we do this for?

    For support or views?

    For money or is it fame?

    Low numbers annoy us

    High numbers destroy us


    With every like and comment, we’re poisoned

    The after-effects are quietly sung

    You say “it keeps me connected”

    I say you fear being left astray

    I get it you just want to feel accepted

    Liking pictures with faces made of clay

    That’s because you’ve already been injected


    Viewing compliments that are so fake

    Soon you can’t live without it

    Then you can’t escape


    Congrats you now fit


    Now an actor rehearsing before a theater

    I bet your followers can’t help but adore

    Does that make you a fictional character?


    Wait! What’s the score?!

    Cue the crying violins!

    As you please strangers who continue to hate

    Depression wins

    Yet they don’t care about your mental state


    Sorry I didn’t mean to offend

    I just refuse to pretend

    But before you ignore

    Let me ask my question again

    What do we do this for?