Live Without a Filter
Location
I am myself
With no filter.
Playing music as loud as it can go,
Dancing in my room,
Signing at the top of my lungs,
With no filter.
Glasses on,
Sweatpants keepng me warm,
Face buried in a book,
With no filter.
Calculator on,
Math book in my lap,
Numbers being mumbled under my breath,
With no filter.
My true colors shine,
Imperfections and all,
With no filter.
This poem is about:
Me