My FIlters

I am me But who is me? What filters do I use? The filter strong to hide my weakness. I pretend that I am strong not physically but emotionally. In reality every word stings Every comment weighs down on me The toll is immeasurable and invisible to all but me. The filter mean to hide my insecurities. I act mean so people have something else to complain about. I just don’t want people to see what I see. I never want to hear fat, ugly or stupid I see myself as a waste and hide to protect myself from those who agree The filter smart to hide my lack of common sense I am booksmart but only because I have to be I don’t know when enough is Logic is my game in puzzles only. I don’t think for myself and am unoriginal I can’t read people I don’t know when to shut up But as long as I can ace every test I am good right? My filters are not on selfies My filter is not makeup My filters are strengths to cover flaws But my filters are as much a part of me as what they hide.