Me

The filters are nothing but a literal mask. 
For me...
They hide so much more.
Yes the blemishes are covered and etcetera.
For me... 
Its a wall.
You may see "beauty" and a "happy", "bubbly" girl. 
You will be fooled by the smile.
Yet deep within her iris you see her story.
You see her depression, her fears, her broken heart.
Most of all...
Her vulnerability, 
Her big facade.
You can feel her hardships. 
This girl will always be me.
But...
Why waste your time sulking?
When you can find another happiness in the world.
Even if the happiness is momentary...