Stick a filter on it

Show them where you’re going

And show them where you’ve been

Show them all the good bits

So they know you live the dream.

Don’t bother them with heartache,

Don’t worry them with tears

Don’t share your wild and crazy dreams,

For god’s sake, hide your fears.

Because nobody wants your poetry

Nobody wants you to be real

Don’t mess up their timeline

By telling them how you feel.

And if you get the urge

To finally be honest,

You know what you need to do,

Just stick a filter on it.

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