Click Selfie Poem by April Humason

In the frame, a chick, a snapshot in time,
With a click, this moment captured, sublime.
Posting it quick, sharing what I've found,
In selfies, a passion, forever spellbound.

From dawn till dusk, I revel in this game,
No breaks, just poses, a perpetual aim.
Gorgeous, I envision, no doubt to believe,
Masking my flaws, a perfect fantasy to achieve.

Crop out the fat, let acne disappear,
Hiding imperfections, making them unclear.
Beauty's trickery, a key to unlock,
For a small fee, my flaws I'll block.

With each photo, reflections concealed,
Imperfections fade, my beauty revealed.
An app to smoothen, perfecting each section,
In this digital world, beauty's imperfection.

Lost in selfies, this obsession begun,
Countless moments, my phone's gallery overrun.
Once posted, forever etched, they remain,
I smile for the flash, my image I sustain.

But still my soul feels hollow and weak,
A deeper reflection I forget to seek.
For beauty fades and filters lie,
Yet truth and light can't be bought or applied.

I lower the lens and lift my eyes,
Searching for meaning beyond disguise.
No app can heal what the heart can't see—
Only grace can truly set me free.