Broken, Flawed, Imperfect.
People live among us.
Perfect,flawless, immaculate.
People live half alive.
As they try anything and everything.
To sell you a dream.
To gleam and shine.
To light up the screens.
Of teens who see.
No harm in the dream.
That being anything less.
Than them is wrong.
You have to shine.
Like they do.
Sell fake news.
Start a trend.
Make an impression.
Just don't be flawed.
In the way you speak.
Don't look broken.
Hide those eye bags underneath.
Your hair can't be imperfect.
Not a strand out of place.
Smile,gleam and shine.
The way you were always.
Influenced to.
Not a foot out of place.
Otherwise we won't allow you.
In this space.
Now fake a smile.
Won't you?