RonaldCoone - Professional, Digital Artist | DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Literature

Look at Me! I'm Special!

I see them now— flashing like neon signs in the wasteland, hollow eyes glazed over with the hunger for likes, shares, a thumbs-up from strangers. They parade themselves like plastic dolls, posing on the edge of sanity— each one crying, "Look at me! Look at me!" as if the world owes them more than a glance, as if the noise they make is holy, their tantrums sacred. But I know it for what it is— a hollow howl beneath fluorescent lights, the desperate plea of a generation that lost its way in mirrors, drowning in its own reflection. The podcast prophets scream their gospel from padded rooms, the digital priests spreading doctrines of "me, me, me" to an altar made of broken screens and half-hearted followers. They rant and rave, voice breaking over static like children who never learned to share. They say society’s to blame— pointing fingers at every crack in the pavement, every missed opportunity, every insult that stung once and never healed. "It's society's fault!" they scream, their