pointless, useless, profitless, fool.
Popular, people, pictures, cool.
People always told me that social media was a monster,
a distraction from day to day life.
They describe it like it is some kind of blissful blindfold,
hiding our eyes and numbing our minds to reality.
They classify it under the same categories as dreams or fictions,
just an illusion of life, a warped world where things are better than they seem.
They say that as dreamlike social media can be,
it can still turn into a nightmare.
They whisper of bullying, of harassment, of lives destroyed by the dangers of Internet.
Of how social media is ruining our minds and fouling our futures.
Of how it entices us into it's grasp
and then never lets us go.
How it kills imagination, inspires violence, and devours all who dare us it.
They say such things should be destroyed.
That we should make war on social media,
and take back our children from the screens.
That we should abolish the days of when likes are traded like currency,
and return to when the friends we had were the ones you met with face-to-face.