if you peeled away my layer of makeup you'd find soft skin and calloused extremities

tearing away he skin you'd see the veins that pump passion troughout my body

if you carefully picked my veins away you'd be able to see the strong musles

with hard work you might able to tear away the mucles and like a macrabe curtain it would spread,

proudy presenting my bones made of stardust

the cracked bones will fall apart on their own to reveal soft organs

But noone will ever see any of the ruby coated arteries or stessed out shin bones

the only thing i'd let peple see was the roughly brushed back curls and carefully applied concealer,

concealing the under eye bags, products of late nigt study sessions and early morning rehearsals,

the carefully chosen outfit that looked effortlessly flattering,

and any personality that i try to project.

without the filters of painted nails or perfectly timed smiles

people could see my loud opinions and burning questions,

the stiffled sentences and smothered smiles,

the hugs and kisses and held hands that i never let myself do

#NoFilter lets people see how free i want to be

how i wish i was, how open and loving that i wish i could let myself be

in my most natural state there would be constant smiles and never ending hugs

my insides are bright and warm

and one day i'll let people see me naturally

but until that day i'll keep using a tilted camera angle to hide my bags and my slight smile