Without the tools of perfection
With this filter am I who I seem?
These filters deceive the ability to see the beauty in the imperfected
they deceive the ability to see the clarity in me.
Who am I without hiding behind what I want others to see?
I am a typical teenage girl who might over dramatize my problems sometimes
but those same problems will keep my mind racing at night.
I see my flaws before my beauty and other times I point out what's unique.
I laugh at my own jokes and I hold trust real close
I'll listen to your problems before I talk about mine and when I feel like
someone is getting too close, I put a wall up that's way too high
I can be extremely silly, sarcastic and I've been told I can be difficult too
These are some things I won't allow you to see and without those filters, these
qualities make me, me.
If you were stripped from all those tools of perfection
Are you really who you seem?