Accepted

I wear a filter everywhere when I do my make-up and my hair,

black and white is my best friend,

x-pro 2 and rise until the end,

on instagram,

I'm almost flawless,

tan, with barely any acne,

if only my profile showed you what I really want to be,

accepted.

This poem is about: 
Me

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