By Kashvi Sharma
I come back home,
check the phone,
open Instagram, Facebook, and other platforms,
to see how many likes I got on my post.
Oh, no! am I not good enough?
The number remains 24.
I calm myself down,
and try to shoo away the frown.
Alas! My mind keeps running back to the stuff online,
wondering if the comment was a truth or a lie?
Oh God, this puts me in self-doubt,
making me feel the need to cry my heart out.
For a while, I forgot these were strangers,
whom I was talking to.
I noticed that these were the people influencing me,
a pose is what I am supposed to do,
and a filter is what I need to use.
Forcing me to give it a thought,
if I were good enough or not?
But now all I feel is just fake,
I believe it is the moment to ignore them,
and I begin the change.
Days passed by I didn't go online.
Nor did I care about my profile.
Eventually, I came back to normal,
But my so-called online friends thought I was abnormal.
Definitely, it took time,
but all I know is in the end,
I am all fine.
As relaxed and free as a seashore,
Shining bright and touching the heights like before.
I began a fresh phase of summer in my life,
knowing it's enough to be enough just for myself.