Try and Filter Me
In a world so concerned with
appearances,
filters have simply become an
expectation.
If you don't put a filter on your photos,
people won't filter their comments
as they slam you down
down
down.
You'll be an alien-
an outcast,
can't you see?!
If you avoid using a filter everyone will just think you're
ugly!
And all our lives we are taught to care
what people think.
So slap a filter on that photo, and make those lips a tad more
pink!
Unless of course, you're just like
me.
Fuck all those who judge what they
see!
I don't need a filter on my
thoughts,
words,
or memories.
I am more concerned with capturing the real
thing!
"Filter this! Filter that!" It's all they
sing.
No one remembers what the world was like
when we appreciated natural
beauty!
Sepia, vintage, black and white.
Finding the perfect filter can be quite the plight.
And if I don't find just the right
one
to describe me,
I'll be a thing of the past-
history!
How scary of a thought!
Without a filter,
I will be forgot.
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