#NoFillyPoetry

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Filters do not make me,

they don't choose my destiny,

they don't tell me what I'm going to be.

I'm still me at the end of the day,

I'm still going to express what I need to say,

I'm still going to be half gay.

I'll still put many before myself,

I still won't be able to reach the top shelf.

Filters won't change my slight attitude,

nor will they provide me a home or food.

I'll still grow & learn things,

still have to earn my money & diamond rings.

Filters won't get me my grades, 

or have to live with my shameful fades.

I will still reach for success & the top,

never settle for cleaning up failures like a mop.

Filters won't get me into my dream university,

filters are for covering up what's clearly

there to not be seen.

Filters do not make me,

they're only there to hid my insecurities.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world
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