Without filtersI'm meIn my glasses,

Without filters

I'm me

In my glasses, with some acne

I'm beautiful naturally, to a certain degree

 

I have curly, frizzy hair

I hate wearing makeup

I lay around in t-shirts and shorts

covered in hair from my pup

 

People see the real me without filters

We all walk, look the same

Not under the beauty microscope

But in reality, plain is the name

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