Hiding behind masks of polish and shine
While, in reality, our faces are just fine
Behind the filters of expectations
There are unheard declarations
"I look ugly and fat."
"Does this selfie look good?"
"Maybe this filter will work..."
Pores like the face of the moon, eyes wide like a loon
Tousled in a messy fashion, a lazy style lacking passion
Wrinkled and sometimes torn, faded and looking worn
But with a click of the lens
And some photo 'cleanse'
It transforms me from gritty to pretty
Overall, in the end
We can't hide what we are
Or who we are
So we should wear ourselves proudly
Stand up and shout loudly
"This is who I am, and I should not be ashamed of it!"
Because in the end
Whatever the trend
We are all beautiful