Mom, I know you have the best of intentions,
but this one eyed monster causes the worst tensions.
We are never free from his eye that always stares,
closer and closer he forever dares.
He's got you strangled by the neck,
and he flashes his smile even when I feel like a wreck.
Mom, please stop your affair with the moments you catch,
and just play with me, unhindered, before your friend, I snatch!
Come out from hiding,
because, in you, I need confiding.
I feel framed over and over again,
will there ever be a way that I can win?
I know you think that you have something gained,
but please figure out how your monster can be tamed.
He truly is the creepiest creep,
through all his every last flashy beep.
For goodness sake just put him down, put him down,
or else, in every picture, I will just begin to frown.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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