The filters I use do not come close to defining me

You could catch me so high in a tree

I talk to, all different types of folks

I am not the class clown but i am always cracking jokes

Trying to hide with filters I still rise to the top

An everlasting tree my climb will never stop

Why do i even use filters who cannot define who I am

The  only things that defines me is using no and yes ma'am.

There are a lot of things about my filters that do not recognize my true self

I am a little bit of everything like books on a library shelf.