Media and Mental Health

MikkiTarz

Ever since I embraced poetry as my calling, I became aware of the scrutiny that accompanies this art form. I transitioned from being a seemingly inconspicuous member of society to a figure in the limelight, placed on a pedestal for all to see. With this newfound attention, I anticipated that some would assume they knew my life intimately, simply because they had perused tabloids or deciphered my verses, believing they had pieced together the narrative of my existence.

I vividly recall my initial encounter with criticism, delivered by a fellow student. He excelled in English studies, whereas I was an average student, yet I possessed the artistic spirit and passion he lacked. He took it upon himself to point out that my poetry lacked rhyme, unsolicited feedback I hadn't sought. Fortunately, I developed a resilient spirit over time, owed in part to my experience living with disability and hemophilia since 2007. 

However, I cannot help but contemplate the challenges that may arise as my following expands. Nonetheless, I remain steadfast in my belief that my words hold value, particularly in offering hope. I am committed to using my craft to reach and uplift those with troubled hearts. I'd say I've made a home of the internet, but I simply make sure not to get lost in the hate.

Media frenzy

"Could you pose for a second

And look right into this lens would you

I'd like to capture this moment, let me get a second,

picture cause this moment right here wouldn't be if it wasn't for you"

This days I dread to walk outside

And fear it even more when I see,

phones pointed to the side

I fear they're trying to catch a glimpse of me

I walk hoping not to be seen

From the scrutinizing eye of the masses

Cause the comments below my pictures are mean

It's just negativity piled on from the masses

I barely take my shades off

Even when it's rainy I have them on

Cause its not easy shaking the tail off

Every time I move I always have a mark on

"Could you please smile for the camera

It's been a while since we saw you

You didn't even come to the opera

Or you were but we didn't get to see you?"

My every move is documented in pictures

Different shots from every angle around

I'm on the front cover of most features

The talk of the town every time I'm around

Can't I just have me time out in the public

Or I sold that for a piece of fame

Cause out here it pays more to be a critic

And even more to destroy someone's frame

All this fake smiling got me hurting on my face

I can't even yawn without getting a backlash

That he's hungry, he shouldn't get to be the face

Of our brand cause he'll eat into our fan base and it won't be a hush hush