We go about our lives
Hooked to our devices
That have become our vices
Whilst strolling through streets full of life
We scroll through Instagram
Feeding us photos of perfect faces, places and bodies
What is everyone else doing? Wearing? Eating?
Are they more successful than me?
Are they having more fun than me?
Are they happier than me?
It's creating anxiety
We judge our lives by the crafted photos they choose to put up
The filtered, photoshopped poses with the best lighting
Concealing all the flaws
Why are we deceiving each other?
Distorted reality never looked so pretty
Don't be fooled by their followers, likes or happy faces
It's not real
Why are you trying to escape this beautiful world waiting to be discovered
Staring at your LCD screen is making you miss the sun