Me and my life

There was a time when people rose against oppression in rebellion There was a time when people took risk to inform the public the truth Now is the time people take photos of things and post on Facebook They are our Facebook Heroes Giving voice to the injustice in the society by sharing statuses Of which they know nothing of Sometimes a false information Sometimes a twisted truth Sometimes harassing a religion, a community, a race. All they want to do is create havoc. Provoked by the insecurity in them. Social media was not supposed to be this It made Arab Spring possible It made citizens report to the world Our Facebook Heroes living in a virtual world Using it to spread mistrust and false

I start writing some random sentences that comes to my mind but I struggle to get the next sentences out and whatever that comes feels like it does not match and I hit the backspace. So rather than completing them I though why not publish them as it is and see what happens. So these are just start/middle/endings of several poems. "We are haunted by our past We are haunted by what could have been" "I am afraid to go in front of a mirror Of what I will see in it A shy boy, with those dreamy eyes An adolescent trying to figure it out An adult regretting his past Or a monster greedy with ambitions" "I built a wall so strong, so thick, Spanning from the fiery hell below to starry heavens above Protecting me from getting hurt Without knowing I am imprisoned inside it" "We are bound by the shackles of so called freedom A state of mind that we are free to do anything" "We just drifted apart, it was no one's fault." "Everyd...