#NoFilter
My smile is fake
My words, filtered
I hide my true self behind this mask of happiness and contentment
Inside, I am hurting
My lungs yearn to speak out
There is a strain inside my voice that needs to release
My true self wants nothing more of this life
Wants to abandon this city and start over
Wants solace and serenity
Wants a relief from the stress in the jugdmental world
This world is filtered
This life isn't authentic
We adapt to society's standards
We hide behind our screens
No one sees our true self
No one knows our true feelings
Remove the filter
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