Without Filters
Look right, look left, tilt your head up, smile wide,
Always show off your best side.
Who are we beneath it all?
Would it be so bad if we let the mask fall?
I am smart and intelifent, but I fear people fear me
I fear that they cannot see beyong what I believe.
Without filters, I'm broken like a falling star
Without filters, I'm covered with shining invisible scars
Without filters I hate punctuation
Without filters, my cheeks are red as carnations.
Without filters, I sing loud in the shower
Without filters, from conflict I cower
Without filters, my words sound disjointed,
And my actions leave some disappointed.
Without filters I am a dreamer
And with every breath I praise my redeemer
Yet, I fear without a filter I am vulnerable
Or perhaps a little less lovable
Yes, I know that these are ridiculuous fears
Then why do we all clutch our filters near?
I swear to you that I will let mine fall
If you too will take down your wall.
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