Instagram
As I am lying down in bed alone
my spiritless body rolls in bed and
once again I reach out to my smartphone
I click an app and see someone blond.
On busy schedule, I always
check Instagram on a daily basis.
And I always see your face every day
Your posts fantasizes like an oasis.
I wonder if you look at my pictures
and hesitate on liking my photos
I wonder if you see me in features
My heart broke down when I changed my bio
I'm always drowning in a square ocean.
In your Instagram with emotion.
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