Pretty young girls
Playing at being women
Full of rivalry
Friendship is rare
Empty heads
Lonely, starving souls
“A like” ignites their fire
“No likes” show a bit more
Childhood lost
Technology is the thief
Parenting time
Replaced with expensive “toys”
Hollow hearts
Craving for affection
Finding none their
Spirits wither.
A lovely poem, with so much truth! Another wonderful write Blanca! Congratulations!