Quandary

It was a mighty fight of

Vanity versus sanity

When in the utmost quandary

To stop a serious addiction

To social networking

I deleted the app

To find myself once again.

I found myself that's true,

Sanity had won the round,

But there I was

Stuck in no man's land

With my own lonely thoughts

Infinitely churning around 

Without a way out

And a generous ear to share with.

So it looks like vanity 

Is winning the second round.

I don't want to be there 

Being a slave to a gismo

Eating away my time

It has to be fettered

Restrained and confined

To let me live my life.

Lucette C. Bailliet ©