A Filter for the Non-Filter Days
Morning I wake up covered in dust
Lying in bed all night makes my bones feel like rust
What I can do to make myself look "right"
I look for the nearest mirror; and turn out the lights
But no, that's wrong that's not what I need
A "selfie"in the dark is letting my mind bleed
I turn the light back on to see my face
I look to the right, where my makeup's in place
I look down to the counter to see liner, shadow and blush
I say to my self "I look pretty" when I wear this makeup mask
But really that's just taking a stab to days past
Today is a new day; where I'm in my own skin
No second skin, extra red lips, or hair pin
I want a filter to add me even when I'm not in pictures
I filter that would just be over my face, so I feel good when I look in mirror fixtures
But today I expand my mind to a more beautiful thought
I take my makeup off, no mask, no filter,
Just a beautiful me, all ready for a normal picture