Brain Hacked- Syera Plitt

Syera Plitt
   
  Recently, I got my phone taken away, and I've realized how addicted I am to it.  It's actually scientifically proven that social media apps are programmed to make us addicted to our phones, because the more we open our apps, the more money the big companies make.  There is a 60 Minutes with Anderson Cooper talking in depth about our addictions to our phones, and I suggest everyone watch it.  We all are probably past the point of suppressing our addiction to the phones, (unless you live without social media, or rather without a phone altogether) but at least by watching it, we know what we are dealing with.
http://www.cbsnews.com/news/brain-hacking-tech-insiders-60-minutes/

So heres a little poem on social media, and how I use to see it...

Brain Hacked

I love you.
You light up everyday and it excites me
You give me a prize, the prize of recognition,
The prize of praise
You boost my ego
You give me likes and you send me hearts and you tell me when my followers multiply
You make my dreams a reality, by letting the world see me as I want to be seen
Theres always something new to see, new to do
You never turn off, your always there, constant...

I need you.
You wake me up
You remind me that I have to check you
Send me more prizes
A friend texted you, check me
You have a new follower, open me
More, more, more
Take me away from the stress of real world
Fill me with hope and aspiration and desperation
Feed my mind with the love and praise I so desperately need
Because without you, do I still have it?
You never turn off, your always there, constant...

I hate you.
You give me no confidence
No prizes today? No Likes? No notifications? No praise?
Why do I need you?
You give me anxiety when you're not around
You're upstairs on my bed, and I know it, but I run to get you,
Why?
I'm stressed when your not in my hands
I'm pressed to see whats on your screen
I feel pressured to post, to comment
You make me desperate
You blind me to the real world, and make me mad when I can't have whats on you're screen
You get me in trouble
You beckon to me with you dings and bells, even when I'm not supposed to touch you
You never turn off, your always there, constant...

What are you?
You're a screen
A case, a hard electronic shell
With touchscreen keyboards and apps
With
You're glued to my hands, your surface is locked to my eyes, your data reprograms my every thought and action
You're my controller
You're my distraction
You're my excuse
You're my escape
You're my alter ego
You're my addiction

You never turn off, your always there, constant...

And I can't live without you.