Deadlines for Writers. 12 Poems in 12 Months – May– Prompt: Hollow

My friends say I’m too ugly to get a hundred likes,
As I dance in my bikini in expensive film-like light,
My dopamine addiction is fishing for a bite,
But now I have a million,
And still, I don’t feel right.

My latest stunt is awesome! You simply won’t believe!
I’m overly dramatic so you have to notice me!
Everybody’s saying it! It’s literally insane!
It’s definitely gonna blow your mind!
By rotting out your brain.

Forty hours a week you work? What is wrong with you?!
Just click the link below to see – you could be like me too!
Look at my expensive suit and check out my fast car,
I’ll charge you fifty quid a month,
But you’ll never get that far.

Still single, with my perfect bod and filtered profile pic,
Inadequacy is what I sell – you’re ugly, poor and thick.
Look at my athleticism, lap up my perfect face,
I want you to admire me!
Not notice that it’s fake.

What happened to the Social dream? The worlds we planned to gain,
To bring us altogether and share each other’s pain?
Hollow truths and hollow lies – is that what’s with us now?
It seems to be more likely,
That we’ve lost our way somehow.

But money talks and sex still sells, it’s the just the way it is.
A hollow world for hollow minds inevitably fits.
So if I want more views I need to get the headline right,
As I grab my best bikini,
And fire up the lights…

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