No Filter
Stripping away,
Exposing pieces that no one sees.
Who am I?
Who was I?
Who will I be?
Take away the filters,
The makeup,
The clothes that everyone sees.
Reflect within and see myself,
Determine who I will be.
Without the filters I am no different,
No saint nor devil
I am myself, completely exposed
A whisper of a voice among many,
Another drop in the sea.
We are all the same
Filtered or exposed.
We are nothing but people
Seeking the unknown
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