I Woke Up Like This
Confidence like Beyonce, every single day
Bare face, brown eyes
Crooked smile on full display
Mayfair, Walden, Kelvin?
Even Inkwell couldn't filter this color away
Transparent like glass,
but stronger than steel.
First in my class,
there's no need to filter that.
My mind runs wild,
while my fingers dance around
They said don't you worry child,
speak from the heart.
So I freed my soul and spoke with no filters.
Whether it'll give me thousands of likes or none at all,
I won't care because that's just me.
No make-up, hair messy, heading to the mall,
but first, let me take a selfie.
I'm more than thousands of pixels on your screen.
I'm more than 240 characters in a caption.
Where I began and where I'll be,
you can't get that from a distorted picture of me.
Say rude things,
make a meme with my picture.
Do whatever you want,
because you'll never be able to filter me.
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