She camouflages her insecurities,
Behind each photo,
She post of her flesh…

With each like,
She craves another click,
Faking another smile,
Behind her makeup,
She is full of tears…

Each click feeds her demons,
Telling herself he longs for her,
Believing she is antithetic…

But not knowing,
He doesn’t see anything past,
The exhibit of her frame…

But she awakes to her lies,
Each day pushing the button,
To the camera…

As the eyes of lustful men,
Click the like button,
Once more…

Not knowing they are destroying,
What beauty was meant to be…

They are as blind,
As the girl masquerading,
Behind the photos…

~ by jbritt