by Kate MacDonald
Selfies. I have tried to take them.
Frankly, I have yet to rate them.
As a form of self-expression
All I feel is deep depression.
I’ve looked up, I’ve looked down.
I’ve put my phone on a stick,
I’ve said cheese, or fromage
I have attempted every trick.
My face appears contorted
Try as I might to portray,
a look of complete serenity.
While each wrinkle is on display.
I’ve worked, I’ve put the hours in,
followed every tip I’ve ever read.
But if I do have a best side,
I think it’s the back of my head.
This is only too true….
I blame it on the camera!