Corrective Filters

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Without filters I am fragile, scared, unsure, and lost. To create the picture of who I know I should, could and would be I place happy, unrelenting strength, and feelings that are not easily mangled to pieces,hide the fact that I want what I give even when I don't ask for it. Without filters I am irrationally afraid of life and love. If my filters could actually change me they make me brave enough to do all the things I know I cannot do. They would make me 3 inches taller. They would stop my heart from shattering just to repair itself and shatter again. They would save my mind from the agony of trying to figure out why this isn't good enough for the world. Why I have been misunderstood so much that I no longer understand myself. My filters would clarify everything that seems unclear, correct every wrong that never received a consequence. My filters would bring my father back. They would cure him and unstiffen my heart, Without filters I am selfish. I am not good enough, for me. 

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