Terms of social media engagement

i’m not a fuckboy,
i don’t have a side girl,
and i don’t know a bruh.
i work towards a relation,
my relation is platonic,and i have a brother.
my spell check
doesn’t check grammar.
my grammar is personal,
although it knows the law,
it loosely adheres.
the social media i experience
is anything but what it proclaims.
in fact, it expounds the opposite.
let the side girl and fuckboy talk, bruh.
you know their exchange?

if it’s not instant gratification,
than it’s not worth anything.
unfortunately, that which takes time
holds true that which is true and honest.
if you cannot put in the time,
then you’re not worthy of the action.

Media beauty versus natural beauty

unattainable is the game.
lifted out of reach,
extending our grasp.
leaving room
for wanting more.
inflated with doubt,
we slacken in defeat.
wait, you mean
we can combat this?
products being a cure-all.
only those who portray
shall be viewed,
while onlookers buy
to be.
flesh my not last
longer than plastic,
but it’s more gratifying.