If you don't have a pretty face on social media you're fucked
My likes determine my worth in this world
I have come to the conclusion that from my heart to the paper
It wont matter how many words i can put together
They cannot relate to anything but a fake injected body on camera
Its sad to see children crying
While women dance with paint to their face
Have we gotten so far in this world
No we have not yet touched our pinnacle
We feel like our worth is between the comments and obsession
You don't have people who love you its
Obsession
The devil crawls through you with panic thoughts
Of wanting to be like them. Obsessed with the fact that you
You
Will never ever matter
Until you have reached it like them
It whispers slowly in your ear like obsession
Behind the camera reads a "pretty soul"
But through the looking glass you are beautiful
I am not like them
1,000 50,000 100,000
I am not like them
More like 32,50,100
I am not like her i am more like me
Will it ever matter, it doesn't matter to me
Will it matter to you?
More like its better for me
Obsession is not like me
About the Creator
Bethany Ramos
I am a women with a desire to write. I am scared to tell you who i am with my voice. But writing it always helps me look powerful.
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