Why Would I Need a Filter for the Life I Live?
Underwhelmed, a better love, a forever love
Jovial, wise, unknown and fearful to the life above
Daughter of mother nature
Lover of passion, music, adventures that shape you
Misinterpreted, misunderstood, and misinformed of who I am is what you see
All the things I love is what ill only be
I ask that you believe the words I speak
I am only defined by this mind that is deeper than a throat on a certified freak
Adoring only the souls that stick by my side
Even by the time when it felt like a hard ride
Ode to the man who planted this seed
For he is the reason I breathe, the reason I feel the need, to be the best that I can be
Who knows where I may end up, who knows of the little girl that never had a buck
I recognize one that made it on her own, she is nothing more than what she has shown
Living youth as if she’ll be here forever
She’s made her mistakes, but her mind has grown clever
Never fixed, only a growth mindset
Neven ran for class president, and surely never touched a net
She had no filter
Why would she cover something that the world needed delivered?
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