No Filters
What is a filter?
A thing to hide behind?
A painted on disguise?
To attract the guys
The world we live in we have to try so hard to fit in
I can not pretend
So maybe that's why I don't fit in
I can never pose with imposters
Or Make the impossible possible
I could never censor my thoughts
I would never taint my heart
The world in which we used to know has disappeared
All because of the filters
I see the truth behind your lies
And hurt in your eyes
Because you feel the need to impress the guys
I read between the lines
It's no crime
I live with no filters
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