Behind the filter I am a storm of beautiful chaos.
I am a pool of indecisiveness.
I am a bundle of uncertainty,
You don't see my inappropriate sense of humor.
You don't hear the snort in my laugh.
You don't hear the slur of my words when I've had a bit too much to drink.
You won't ever catch a glimpse of my insecurities.
Behind the filter I feel inferior.
That girl with the amazing body makes me cringe at my own in the mirror.
Those get-togethers that I didn't get invited to DO make me feel left out.
Those words spoken behind my back actually hurt.
This filter shows a pretty face and nothing more.
Behind the filter, I am just a person trying to make this life work.
But aren't we all?