Tunnel Vision

Tunnel vision,
chase the dopamine,
slick tick of approval,
feeling whole again.
Nit pick every pore,
every hair out of place
and fix it quick,
in apps made to erase.
Slim down, smooth out, suck in, stretch out,
and all for a few likes,
a temporary respite.
That moves on as quick,
as a thief in the night.
There's a distorted view from this digital gloss,
the likes get accrued but the sense of self lost,
an insidious drug,
so hard to unplug,
from the desperate attempt she has to be loved.

We got 12 year olds girls,
sticking-out-tongues,
sexualising themselves.
They don't have a clue,
cos it's just what you do,
vapid society,
exterior rules,
and rewards with anxiety.
What Would they be?
If they looked past these looks,
kept their noses in books,
but no they are hooked.

So look up into the phone,
and get the best light,
take a million pics,
gotta chase the high,
Attention for what?
Reflections that'll fade,
not all that's on offer,
Is what you have displayed,

Attention from strangers,
the body as bait,
likes that go up,
with the suicide rates.
Women fought for their rights,
back in the days,
and this is the world,
we've somehow created,
it's so tragic,
see them fanatically,
tryna win fans,
for nothing except,
the backward concept,
of what might look good,
in the eyes of a man?

So look up into the phone,
get the best light,
take a million pics,
gotta chase the high,
attention for what?
Reflections that'll fade,
not all that's on offer,
is what you have displayed.

I think it is time,
take a look deep inside,
and you will realise,
beauty doesn't define,
You