Obligatory Filtered Self
Plain
Flawed
Nothing special
No special effects, no special attention
Without a filter or picture enhancement im a different person online
Almost as if i dont recognize myself in the camera
Fantasized appearances leaving people clueless to the real you
Beauty is found in truth, but wheres the fun in that?
My words are not extraordinary, my words are left unheard
Who wants to talk to someone so average that they have to alter their appearance for confidence
Fantasized filters, leaving so much unsaid, so much open for interpretation
Who am i? I only know myself in terms of looking good with Chrome or Sepia covering my flaws
Nothing Special
Flawed
Plain. Thats not who i am, but thats what enhancements lead me to believe
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