🤳 Selfie

In somber tones I ponder, as the night grows ever deep. Upon this curious notion our modern minds do keep. A world that craves attention, where vanity takes its toll. A haunting trend of self-obsession, the selfies wicked role. Beneath dim lamplight's flicker, their faces aglow with thrill. They grasp their phones so tightly, to capture their narcissistic will. Oh, the horrors of their ego, in each pout and tilted head. And they snap and snap some more, until their souls lie dead.