Scrolling down Instagram,
With the faces of people in perfect pictures,
Doing perfect things,
It fits with their theme, they say with a smile,
But shouldn't sharing pictures,
Be about your favourite people,
Doing your favourite things,
Rather than people you like,
Doing things you like?
We put our pictures on, of people
we hate because it is a good photo,
not because we like them,
not because it's your favourite photo
with your favourite people, but because it fits,
with the theme,
of your Instagram page.
Stay happy,
Katie xx
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
My Beautiful Teenage Sister | A Poem
My Beautiful Teenage Sister,
Phone closed in her hands,
Stays in her room all night,
And works on dates and plans.
My Beautiful Teenage Sister,
That barely talks all day,
To me or mum or anyone,
But her friends who come and stay.
My Beautiful Teenage Sister,
With highlights in her hair,
Brushes it hour on hour,
With either a smile or a glare.
My Beautiful Teenage Sister,
I miss you a bit everyday,
You're here in my house,
But you always hide away.
Stay happy,
Katie xx
Phone closed in her hands,
Stays in her room all night,
And works on dates and plans.
My Beautiful Teenage Sister,
That barely talks all day,
To me or mum or anyone,
But her friends who come and stay.
My Beautiful Teenage Sister,
With highlights in her hair,
Brushes it hour on hour,
With either a smile or a glare.
My Beautiful Teenage Sister,
I miss you a bit everyday,
You're here in my house,
But you always hide away.
Stay happy,
Katie xx
Labels:
lost in thought
,
Poetry
,
Sisters
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