See me, Hear me, Love me

Without a filter, I am seen.

My gender becomes as fluid as I say it is and the filter that society puts on me is disintegrated
The black and white that separates us all into girl or boy, pink or blue, is gone and I am seen.

 

Without a filter I am heard.

The words that i use to fight against the injustices in the world do not fall on deaf ears, they are not censored from the air. 
When I shout to the sky that my sexuality exists, that sexism exists, that racism exists, and my words are not filtered, I am heard.

 

Without a filter, I am loved.

My true self is not shadowed, is not hidden from the light. I am not clouded by a filter that smooths the edges and removes the raw. Everything that i am is out in the open.

 

Without a filter, I am seen.

I am heard.

Without a filter, I am loved.

This poem is about: 
Me

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