#NoFilter
Being pushed into a mold that isn't for me
Quiet, obiedient, don't take up too much space
The world is harsh and cold
Especially for a girl
Can't like anything for the fear of being called "Fake"
Fake
Is liking books and video games
Fake
Is wearing make up
Too busy trying to fit in
To go with a clique
When really I am none
With no filter I am Me
Video Games, Fantasy Movies, and Makeup
That is me.
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