No filter
Without process, instant or tonal
we can all be beautiful. 
I hate all the people 
but I never tell them 
all these people hate me
but they always tell me
I try to be cool
i try to be real
I try to make everybody happy
in my own opinion I can be who I please.
I could be a jock
I could be a prep
I could be a nerd
I could be a punk
I could be anyone
Without a filter people know you better
I have black hair
Not just in one picture but in all
I have freckles
Not just in one picture but in all
Filterless and I'm still beautiful
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