Filtered

Under tamed Shir'templed hair, lies a lion's mane of withered care.

Unraveing sunlight from toes to mane tips

From my eyes to my knees

From  my hips to my lips

A golden girl hides beneath Mary Kay,

Underneath off brands and sweaters overlaid

Transparent through laughs

Opaque to the eye

All it takes: a smile for me to fly.

Girls own the day thanks to their Brita treatment

I own the day thanks to my own achievements.

Unfiltered though, there is so much to learn

It will be my true love who will show concern.

My mind works on auto correct, I completely overthink

I'm insecure, suggested a shrink

My thoughts eat my time

I reminisce on what was good

I'm poisoned by your crimes

I double think before I speak more than I should

It is what makes me who I am.

As sad

Daunting as it may be

It's the unfiltered image of who no one is meant to see.

Unfiltered I am weak

I break and brittle

I have fears I have dreams

I rage inside from corruption.

I want to run

To disown what was given

Remember what was right.

Neglect what is wrong

Yet hope for the best.

I love what is not mine

Cry for help.

Yearn for what was lost

Shun all evil

I feel surrounded.

Shred every word

Cut every string,

Stop listening, speaking

I reflect who you truely are.

I replay moments,

Time

And time

Again.

Watch as I learn

Stop the tape.

I reflect

Remember who I am

Unfiltered

Alone.