I watched a well known TV show. The guest was nobody I know. A young girl whose main aim was fame: Through daily photoed Instagram. Spending thousands on the shifting sand Of makeup, bags, clothes, shoes For “Followers” from each or any land; Misguided and delusory! Pathetic and illusory!. Poor unskilled child! Convinced that getting ‘Like’ and ‘Followed’ Have some hallowed worth. As if a button had inherent love. Self-starved, she struggled with her girth Yet drank on weekends for her mirth. Felt gratified when people called her ‘hot’. Had not a jot of self insight, Of who she was, should be, should do To make a contribution to… She read no books; Her prime concern brand names and looks.
For happiness of real success, She must unlearn those false ideas, Gain insight into fruitlessness Self-admiration, haughtiness, For vanity is profitless, Its origin the Latin vanus/vanitas: Pointless, useless ‘emptiness’.