Social slavery are one’s to be, one trapped in a social media mentality,
With Hopes to see the next viral calamity, and get high off of negative psychology.
Group think sociology blocks one’s decency, Just for personal credibility,
To give words from enemies, or love from virtual personalities.
Controversy from apparition’s posts, are social gangstas with word boasts,
Digitally cybernetic ammo hosts, with clout from other lesser known ghost.
Verbal chat warrior quotes, are just cyber bullies looking to do the most,
And watch you sink mentaly, on a computer generated coast.
that delusionary ocean grave, is one’s own dungeon enchained made,
because we must fasten our minds slaved, in to this social media cave.
Can one be demoralize from a wraith, not hear in a physical space,
Just ask the child dead by digital cuts, arms bloody, neck tied from a virtual haze.
That suicidal teen on the outside of social means,
a bright minded gleam, extinguished by socially evocative keens.
These social slaves put the guns in their mouths, And the pills in their hands,
And smile to their peer pressure clan, not caring for the damage caused to their fellow man.
By man I mean child, killed by social media bile,
From once called friend, yet now heart darkened by differing social styles.
They are just long faded memories, who are we to listen to passed graves,
My social media is popping, I can get 5 likes for showing an addics dejected days.
One needs the recognition, and craves that attention high,
No matter if one is in preschool, or even a president online.