[Adonis]

Title ~Ticks-Talk~



Hair sunshine blonde, eyes a blueish sea-green
With a couple of freckles to pop those pearly high beams
She’s a Venus fly trap full of hopes and dreams
Captivating iris’s the way she pokes through jeans
She’s adored by many, and yet, even more envy
She’s a tall glass of water that never seems empty
Does it all for the gram, each likes Dope-Amine
Each follows followed by a euphoric soul that gleams
She’s well-read, scrolls Face-book before bed
Her eyes drift while refreshing her views every sec
Her time will pass, but for now, her time-is-lapsed
She’s young and vivacious, but soon, old and crass
Spent hours in poses instead of growth and knowledge
If each photo captures life, then hers is frozen; polished
Every pic more than captivates, it takes a piece of soul with it
I guess she’s a prisoner of time, but photoshop’s not what’s in-store, is it?

The camera picked away at her spirit, but gave her swollen pride
Too bad it also stole her life, cause now…
She’s more than… “Just dead inside”