Where is the love? Where has it gone?

Connections are lost, never to be found.

We sit behind these small screens,

Relying on Tinder or match me up please.

Talking to someone face to face,

Is now a distant memory, gone in haste.

People are suffering and can’t figure out why,

The answer is simple but you must try.

What happened to just been yourself,

Now we must manipulate to get strangers in our beds.

Ridiculous expectations are placed on our shoulders,

Magazines and Photoshop are now our new boulders.

I am weird, I know that,

But, on my profile you will never see that.

With beauty filters and make me skinny apps.

Our natural selves have fallen into these fake traps.

Don’t let them tell you what you should be,

Embrace who you are for the world to see.