When she first saw herself
On the dark screen of her phone
She left the scene so she could enter
She put on an ego that didn't satisfy
She dramatized the vile in routine
As if it were a divine gift
She just wanted a bit of attention
But she found her own loneliness
Opening her eyes didn't satisfy her
She entered the darkness of her phone
She ran to the mirror to put on makeup
She painted her pallor with pain
And entrusted her first time
In the wake of a father who didn't see
Nor her own mother understood
In the pastime of vain pleasures
She watched all grace slip through her hands
And went back home so empty
Dawn came as soon as she unraveled
She opened up in a phone's eyes
She eased the screen as she went in
She took all shyness offstage
She fed the networks with nudity
She glamorized routine's flair
She made her skin her fate
She shattered into virtual shards
In appearances, everyone so alike
She entered the darkness of her pallor
She shattered her cellular body
She left the scene to ease herself
She put on the drama one last time
She liquidated herself in her liquidity
She went viral in the heat of ruin
Nobody noticed her depression
She followed the herd, sliding her hand
To secure a like