Party at the masquerade
except it’s social media ties
and filters for masks to hide
beneath and try
to stand out in a crowd
of followers too scared to believe
in a life worth living in
so they’re surrendering
hoping for a better life
the next time traveling
~
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People are so easily influenced these days. Loved your poem!