What Lies Beneath

Without my filters

Is a crazy world inside my head.

I am an Aston Marton in a world of Lotuses,

Hiding behind my sideskirts.

I am a female road course driver, 

Hiding behind my boyfriend's car.

I am an avid reader,

Hiding behind.....

Nothing.

I love reading.

I am a craft beer connoisseur

Hiding in a world of wineos.

I have a loud mouth,

Hiding behind a shy demeanor.

A judgmental family pulls

One direction after the other.

But as I grow older, 

I become more myself every day.

I lose another filter day by day. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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