THE PAINTBRUSH

I keep my paintbrush with me, wherever I may go,

In case I need to cover up, so the real me doesn稚 show.

I知 so afraid to show you me; afraid of what you値l do,

I知 afraid you値l laugh or say mean things; afraid I might lose you.

I壇 like to remove all the layers, to show you the real, true me,

But I want you to try to understand; I need you to like what you see.

So if you値l be patient and close your eyes, I値l remove the coats real slow,

Please understand how much it hurts, to let the real me show.

Now that my coats are all stripped off, I feel naked, bare and cold,

And if you still find me pleasing, you are my friend, pure as gold.

I need to save my paintbrush though, and hold it in my hand,

I need to keep in handy in case someone doesn稚 understand.

So please protect me, my dear friend, and thanks for loving me true,