Filters
What is life without filters?
Is it better or more true?
When natural balance kilters,
What do we stop to do
When someones see your face in person,
But don't match it to your profile picture.
When they can't tell there's anything in common,
You may not have the right mixture.
I can't seem to conceive
What might be prompting these people.
To cover up their having a weave
It seems somewhat deceitful.
But for me I see someone gross
Without the filters that I hold close.
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