Inside Out

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My face with no filter is a face I am proud to post

My freckles and my blush are the things I love the most

Many people say I could use some cover-up

But nothing beats the smile I bring when I want to say wassup

 

My body with no filter is a shrine of beauty and love

These curves and these stretch marks were created from above

Every direction I'm walking I walk with confidence and pride

Why can't I love my looks as well as what's inside?

 

My words with no filter never give a violent sound

I want us to be equal, all of us all around

My feminist idealogy cause those "meninists" to pout,

But that's what taught me to love everyone from the inside out.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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