Photoshopped

I'm an image contortionist

I'm a counterfeit righteous mirage

I'm a shifting kaleidoscope of crap

I change my chameleon colors to please my surroundings

Depending on what you want to see

I can shift shape to make you happy

So what do you want to see?

I have many characters to choose from

Please consult my resume

My skills include using smiles to cover up grief

Excitement to cover up my numbness

The phrase "I'm just tired" to cover up unwanted, unspoken feelings

I've been practicing in my profession for as long as I can remember

One could say I'm a fake-feeling expert

The only character I have not mastered is

Real

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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