I log into Instagram,
this is what I see:
glossy hair,
flawless eyebrows,                                
unblemished makeup,
and clothes so pristine.

Everything is perfect,
but I am not.
I feel jealous and so distraught.

My imperfections are my fears.
I am flawed, broken, and blemished.
Social media makes people look perfect-
unimpaired, ideal, and clean.
I might not be perfect but that’s okay.

As I’m scrolling through my feed,
this is what I see:
accounts with 1000 followers,
videos viewed a few hundred times,
and posts with 500 likes.

Everyone seems so highly rated,
but I am not.
I feel so lonely and isolated.

My insecurities are my fears.
I am friendless, unwanted, and forsaken.
Social media makes life look perfect-
unimpaired, ideal, and clean.
My life might not be perfect but that’s okay.

Life is not about the likes,
the followers you have,
how you look,
or where you are.

Your self-worth comes from something deeper,
something more meaningful.
It comes from within ourselves,
how we feel, and our confidence.

My life is not perfect but that’s okay.
I’m not letting social media ruin my day.