Who I've Become
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I put on my make up and pick out my clothes,
To mirror the stars of TV shows.
I do all of this for that one photo,
I won’t go without it and let myself show.
My hair isn’t perfect, not styled just-so,
My eyes don’t shine with that youthful glow.
My lips are chapped and my cheeks are red,
I don’t look perfect when I roll out of bed.
Without all the makeup and stylish hair,
I feel too exposed, and my skin feels bare.
I’m afraid to be seen in photos without it,
And show people who I am in private.
But I take off my mask, and I let down my hair,
I force myself to stop and stare.
The girl I’ve become is afraid to stand out,
But I can change and let go of all of my doubt.
I let go of the all the fake beauty I bought,
And smile wide for the camera and take a snapshot
The girl I’ve become is here to stay,
When I stand up and take all those filters away.