lifestyle, poetry

Filtered Imperfection

You never see unless you look
The trouble and the strife
Some share share share
Without restraint
Whilst for others, it’s just Life

Getting on and getting by
Seems rather boring and mundane
So online profiles and Instagram
Is a chance to get away

Judging just on what you see
Lacks perspective and insight
Baring what’s in your soul
For many is a fight

Where comments build with bitter words
And trolls hide in plain sight
We overdose on this consumption
And throw away our lives

I don’t want to spend my time
Reading between the lines
Where confrontation beats conversation
And success is based on likes

It’s a sad reflection on modern lives
This filtered imperfection
So for me it’s time to look inside
And start on my reflection

So once a week does it for me
No more hours lost in keeping-up
It’s all about my sanity
Ignoring the emojis, with a bit of luck

I’ll take a walk or a seat
or write a poem or two
I’ll talk to strangers
Read a book
That’s me, So what about You?

© Pamela Morrison

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