What do I look like without a filter?
If you strip away the makeup,
The clothes that are percieved as popular,
And the facade that I wear almost every day,
What is left?
The real me,The true Kennedy.
My hopes, my dreams, my deepest desires.
I am bare, stripped down to my very soul.
I live in fantasy worlds to escape reality,
and live vicariously through the characters.
I laugh too much and don't cry enough,
Preferring to keep it botled up inside.
I want to be an author when I grow up,
I want to make a difference.
I love with all of my heart.
That's who I am,
That's what I look like without a filter.