Beyond the Filter
In a world that is self-conscious; we fear how we will be treated
Yet a single snap says a thousand words.
Just looking at the lens it is like my whole life is reveled.
My true self is a young woman who fumbles with reality; having the world at my finger tips.
My low self of steam hammers me down, weighing me down, and making me unworthy.
Yet I use full force to slash those thoughts and show my true identity.
A filter hides what I really am; strong, smart, outgoing and down to earth.
They create illusions, a whole new dimension where I feel safe and confident.
Yet I want to show the world that I do not need a filter to feel confident in my skin.
Every photo I take not poisoned by a cover revels that I am simple.
Every day is a day that I want to impress.
Yet I can no longer keep myself in the shadow; pretending to be someone I am not.
I do need a filter to feel or look better; I need to learn to accept myself without the curtain.
The sound my mouth makes is like frosting on a cupcake; I say what people want me to say.
Fearing; one wrong word will kick me out.
Yet I refuse to live in a world to impress others just so that I will be brought low.
Who I really am is a kind, shy, respectful girl without a filter.