And Yet

BY NEEN ARCILLA

We take a snapshot Of our own image Sublime, yet unreal We smile, and yet gloomy We act out bliss, yet grim

The dreary reality Of this pretentious world Allowed us to make A brand new version of truth And yet, only in our mind

We look for a box And confine ourselves in it A new prison system Of character and truth A perfect life made by a frame

And yet... and yet.. a broken frame

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Let me take a selfie

BY NEEN ARCILLA

Days of wines and roses Dancing and singing rejoices But first, let me take a selfie!

Long drives and beer nights Moonlights and grands sights But first, let me take a selfie!

On bad days and bad dreams When starlights don’t gleam Still, let me take my selfie

And when I feel better When the worst of storms weather I will take my selfie

The other side of the photo

BY NEEN ARCILLA

Detached to the physicality of it Yet intertwined with the thoughts in mind Judgment, chaos, anxious Smile harder, dear Put some make-up on Fix the hair and twirl it a little Pout the lips, that red lustrous lips Eyebrows should be on fleek Face should have rosy cheek That smile, your perfect smile That’s where it all depends A photo, a single snapshot Grand, pleasing, show stopping You took a few didn’t you? Tell them you just woke up Say you have no filters on Tweak it a little, edit it! Lie, lie, lie Make them believe That what is beautiful is man made

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