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Unsocial Media

Poetic Asides November 2013 Poem-A-Day Challenge – Day 6: a poem “from someone else’s perspective”

Unsocial Media

My parents begged me to beware,
but they’re not here, and I’m not there.
Inside a lonely, corner booth
I read what my “friends” call the truth.
Addicted to my Facebook page,
I’m haunted by these people’s rage
directed at my biggest flaws.
Before they post, why don’t they pause
to think how words they type will maim
and bring me unforgiving shame?
They say I’m ugly, fat and dumb,
a worthless piece of human scum.
I’m far too young to think it through,
or understand their words aren’t true.
I question, from the things they’ve said,
could they be right? Should I be dead?
But my next class has just begun.
I grab my stuff and off I run
to stumble through another day
pretending everything’s okay.

© Susan Schoeffield


Posted to Poetic Asides 11/6/13 at 12:07 p.m.

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