Behind the Filter

Behind the filter I am a storm of beautiful chaos.

I am a pool of indecisiveness.

I am a bundle of uncertainty,

You don't see my inappropriate sense of humor.

You don't hear the snort in my laugh.

You don't hear the slur of my words when I've had a bit too much to drink.

You won't ever catch a glimpse of my insecurities.

Behind the filter I feel inferior.

That girl with the amazing body makes me cringe at my own in the mirror.

Those get-togethers that I didn't get invited to DO make me feel left out.

Those words spoken behind my back actually hurt.

This filter shows a pretty face and nothing more.

Behind the filter, I am just a person trying to make this life work.

But aren't we all?