Staring on your screen wishing it was you
Always wondering, how can you improve
You scroll for hours like it was minutes,
Trying to be like the people you see,
You try hard and sacrifice everything,
Weather it’s your friends, your grades,
Or the food you eat,
Loosing yourself from time to time,
Not knowing most of what you see
Is edited or Ai,
You drift in your thoughts wondering if
It’s real, and question your appearence
Are you for real?…
The things you see are mostly lies,
Yet you continue to try and reach the line,
You ran out of breath and accepted
Your so called fate of not being there,
Not meeting the requirements that were set,
In reality you set them yourself by believing
The things you see, repeatedly thinking,
Are you for real?…
You see these people posting the pictures,
With envy and guilt running through you,
It doesn’t look edited, but isn’t it the purpose?
Are you for real? Or are you just a manipulation
Stuck in my head ?….
You are filled with compliments everyday
Being told in your face, but no,
You choose to believe the internet,
Doubting yourself in every move,
And comparing yourself with each step,
It gets better, but it’s always there,
Until it reaches the point you don’t believe
In the compliments, where the only reply
Is in your head is wondering if it really is
For real,
You see them people after staring in your mirror
Trying to see if it is the filters or the real them,
Trying to imagine how they would look with your
Problems, yet they are still the better ones,
You’re thinking in your head,
Your constant thought becomes a toxin in
Your mind,
Are you for real? Or just my cruel illusion …