Without Filters

Without Filters, her voice is heard and understood

Without Filters, She's not depicted as a slut trying to get attention

But as just a teenage girl hanging out with friends or at her local library-

with her mother or just alone, happy.

Without Filters, people tell her all the time she has a captivating smile

Her smile is filled with all the splendors and soft clouds in the world.

Without Filters, there's this tiny gleam in her brown eyes that she couldn't notice with filters

Without Filters, She doesn't look manufactured

With them, every detail is perfected.

So perfected, she frowns at her picture and uses even more filters to fix the problem.

Doesn't she see filters are the problem?

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