HJFinAZ
Sun (Sin) CIty, Arizona USA
Posted: Nov 24, 2007, 10:17 PM CST
I lived in this FEAR for a long time.. Key word, "lived"..
The Paintbrush
I keep my paintbrush with me, wherever I ma go,
In case I have to cover up
So the real me doesn’t show.
I am so afraid to show you me, afraid of what you’ll do,
You just might laugh, or say mean things,
I’m afraid I might lose you.
I’d like to remove my paint coats,
To show you the real true me
But I want you to try and understand
I need you to like what you see.
So if you’ll be patient and close your eyes,
I’ll strip my paint coats off real slow,
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.
Now my paint coats are all stripped off.
I feel naked, bare and cold,
If you still love me with all that you see
You’re my friend, as pure as gold.
I need to save my paintbrush though,
And hold it in my hand,
I need to keep it handy
Someone might not understand.
So please protect me my dear friend,
And thanks for loving me true;
But let me keep my paintbrush with me,
Until I love me too.