I sing my melody to please myself
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We wear our personalities like filters
trying them on for that new boy or
the girl you just have to be friends with
one for home, one for school, one for work, one for family
constantly shifting, melting, fluctuating into someone we don't-
I don't really know.
I refuse to do that.
I want to know all my selves, each and every ugly little flaw and
idiosyncrasy.
Why not? Why should I force myself into the mold of those around me?
Why?
A bird doen't sing their high clear melody to please humanity
I sing my melody to please myself.
I hit the notes that I find purest, most resonant, most beautiful.
I chose to be me
only me, just me, but completely,
me.
Here's me #nofilters