Behind The Selfie
Who am I behind the filter
What is behind that username
Hashtag blonde, Hashtag girl, Hashtag makeup, Hashtags stop
My followers know my digital name
But do they really know that girl in the still frame?
They don't really know me
I ask myself if they'd recognize her
On the street, on the subway on a bus or on a plane
Followers from all over the world who don't even know my last name
They see into my everyday life and I wonder
What am I to them
Am I just the girl who posts hundreds of selfies
To me I'm me and the photos are my life
But to them I'm the selfies, the filters, the hastags not the a girl not real life
I know the filters and the effects and userames can all change
But me, myself, my life will always stay the same
Just the stranger unrecognizable and covered by the filters
Unrecognizable to everyone but myself.
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