Why aren’t we viewed as we want the world to see us?
Am I still not me when I apply an Earlybird filter?
I do not understand the amount of fuss
That arrives when I try to make my selfie a killer.
Underneath the black and white of Inkwell
Am no longer Kassy Leach, have I lost my identity?
A little change to a photo just to make your head swell,
because in real life we’ve all been hurt plenty.
So are we not taken as seriously when we put a little filter on?
To make ourselves feel better, to make us feel our fullest
Why can’t we be “authentic” while we pose in Hampton?
Isn’t all this talk a little useless?