No Filter

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Yeah, everyone knows me as that blonde girl with the perfect body that's never missed a church service,

Or an opportunity to help the needy. 

Perfect grades and a high G.P.A., nothin'n  acceptance letters.

 

Take all that away, and what's left-

isn't very pretty.

Hypocritical you could say.

 

I dont never do my homework,  and in my free time I wont admit to what I do on the internet.

I don't do hardly anything that's expected of me, and frankly I don't give a damn.

We  all have issues; mines just covered up with layers upon layers of makeup and a fake life.

 

No filters, yeah that's a problem

You see- I don't want no one to see,

So I cover myself up the best I can 

And hide away from the world.

It took me until I sat down just now to realise that

 

And I'm so tired of wearing all this makeup.

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