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The Paintbrush

I keep my paintbrush with me, wherever I may go
in case I need to cover up
so the real me doesn't show.

I'm so afraid to show you me; afraid of what you you'll do;
you just might laugh , or say mean things,
I'm afraid I might lose you.

I('d like to remove my paintcoats,
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 off my coats real slow,
please understand how much it hurtsw
to let the real me show.

Now my paintcoats are all stripped off.
I feel naked, bare and cold.
If you still love me with all you see
your 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 please let me keep my paintbrush with me,
until I love me too.

BUMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Does it make anyone "think"??

awwwwwwww i love you with all your warts

Yes it does. First of all, I loved that poem.

It just reminds me of how so many people are afraid to be themselves because of fear of judgment and ridicule...It's normal. Some people are more free than others when you think about it in that sense....that is all...

Us "toads" cause warts, we ain't gotem.....

Everybody needs a paint brush once in awhile.

Think people, "think"..

First question I have is did you write it? If you did then to you!

For it is one of the most profound poems I have ever read.

This describes the man that I love completely. He is so afraid of commitment and so afraid of loving.... he doesn't even love himself. He hides behind the "paintcoats". I wish he could see that no matter what he has done to destroy our relationship that I do and always will love him.....completely, totally unconditionally.
I just want to say thank you.

TO become the ME...........I might yet be.




WHAT A VISION!

Author Unknown................

I found this 20 years ago, it so fit me at the time. I need to keep it handy as a reminder of where I was when I get ungrateful about where I am..

I am not the man I want to be, but I sure as hell ain't the man I used to be..

I think the real me is known only by a very few, long term, close friends...I would like to say my mother or father, but neither of them ever had a clue, mores the pity. I am sometimes very protective of my inner workings, and sometimes not so much, depends on the person I'm with or the situation...I am, as I get older, learning to open up more, in certain ways. Certainly, I believe, that if you are looking for a real relationship, a complete relationship, the person who will be your partner should know the real you as much as possible...that means both opening up and letting that person know you and finding a person who can see and understand who you are.

I am the real me every day....NOT perfect just me!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I CAN'T SHOW YOU THE REAL ME.....YOU MIGHT LIKE ME.

Oh we already know the real you and already like you soooooo too late!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah,I know you guys like me.







Like to hate......hate to like.

Naaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh....You're just a big softy.....

Yes,we like talking to a WALL.

You just want me to cut that grass.....



O.k,I'll do it......after I FINISH MY chimney.

Nite all........