2 AM,
My phone lights up,
With a message from you,
"Lol What's up?"
Nothing. What's new?

"A pic for a pic?"
I guess conversations run hollow,
Makes sense,
These days, I photograph
Things I don't like,
To get followed
But, a picture of my ***,
Is that all you want from me?
My DM's get flooded
With **** like that constantly.
It makes me feel good,
At times I suppose,
My mediocre body,
Disguised by a pose.

Buzz Buzz

"Did you fall asleep?"
I did, but I lied,
I said I couldn't even sleep if I tried.
"So, a pic for a pic?"
Now I have to respond,
But, maybe, i'll send something
with all my clothes on
Or off-
It's all art to me honestly,
A mix of good lighting,
And self-portrait photography.
2AM
I get a notification,
"X0Katie" likes your photo.
She doesn't know me,
but cool.