the secret lives of influencers
a poem about mental health in the age of social media

Oh dear sister,
you have such a beautiful soul
which you hide
behind self-destructive behavior
and photos that others can scroll.
You call yourself an influencer,
a title you often brag about,
but I’ve read the comments
about how plastic you look
and whether those tits are real,
wondering if you’ll ever give your fans
the full nude reveal.
You pander to empty souls,
who pay your way through life,
never wondering about the toll
or who is truly the one in control.
Is it your followers
or is it you
who decide how you spend your days?
With how much you smoke and drink
and the fits of anger you put on display,
I can’t help but think
that the cost of this famous illusion
is nothing but a grand delusion
which you fail to hide
behind those beautiful,
empty,
dazed out eyes.
- the secret lives of influencers
About the Creator
Sidney Hall
Photographing, in words, the world that I see.



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