The story of our lives
Prancing around
To the beat of a clock’s needles
Tick tock, tick tock.
The story of our lives
Getting frozen in frames
In the choices of the many ‘apps’
Perfected from imperfections,
The story of our lives
Getting etched into the hashtags
Forever to be measured
By the angle of the shot.
The story of our lives
Interpreted through filters
Sepia perhaps too nostalgic?
Rainbow a tad bit gray.
The story of our lives
Split between head and heart
An ode to the dichotomy
To which we forever remain baffled.
Scarlet Wings 
It’s nice to see you writing poetry!
Hello ! I have been writing for quite some time now but this is probably child’s work in comparison to yours.