Know Me


When I post a selfie on Instagram,

I try to make me look so glam.

What doesn't ever cross my mind,

Is why do i need to hide? 

I should be able to be myself,

But istead these filters hide me like a shelf.

The viewers of this so glam selfie

don't really no me for me.

I like to have fun with everyone,

running and running in the sun.

I like to laugh and goof around,

like dancing on the baseball mound.

The filters and the edits, though,

hide these parts of me that glow.


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