Living life behind the disguise

of an eternal #realityfilter

Portraying a face as black and white

Which hide the true colors of myself

But behind the eyes of misleading perception

Is a person who dreams of forgetting perfection

A human being whose make-up clean face

Reflects the vulnerability of her

naked hopes and dreams

Which are kept in secret, sacred places

Like my forsaken, solitary shoebox

Of picture-perfect memories

That refuse to be covered with


This is the real me

That I don't have to pretend to be

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world
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