One Snap

Mon, 12/08/2014 - 16:20 -- LSouder

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So who is the man in the mirror?

The real one- you know? The one behind the filter

hidden away, disquised

because no matter how hard he tries...

There is something different--

Something that people seem to despise

or even hate because there's a different kind of twinkle in his eyes.

Something that seems so foreign and strange to them

so they take it upon themselves to take hold of his pen

and write their own story...

A story of conformity.

A story where it's a sin to be witty.

A story where the only music is pop--

where jazz, and soul, and blues are stopped.

A story where beauty is no longer in the eye of the beholder

but he who holds the beholder.

A story where the only strong men are those with big arms

not the one with strong minds:  those who reach for the stars.

So this is why the filter.

This is why our true identity always needs shelter:

Because men don't understand that which is different,

so they lock you out and keep you distant,

but this isn't how the world should be

I should have the option to just be me...

No filter to remove imperfections.

No shadow to hide in.

No 50 takes to get that perfect smile.

Just one snap.

That's all.

One snap for confidence.

One snap for individuality.

One snap for change.

 

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Comments

kiramelvin

I love this poem. Beautiful

LSouder

Thank you!

 

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