Look at me
so different from the rest.
I’m a geek.
I’m a freak.
No photos of me,
no amount of filters can get rid of what I see.
I just can’t handle it.
So many different sides for
so many different people to see.
So many people have filters
they wear them like sunglasses.
ones that make the colors brighter
ones that turn done the intensity.
Make them warm.
Make them pretty.
and then hide the rest
So changed that even they don’t know what they’re looking at.
but not me
Hiding behind the things
makes me feel even faker than I seem.
A photo might be worth a thousand words,
but I can speak a million.
So look at me .
Speak to me.
Know who I am.
See the picture, not the effects.