♥ -I keep my paint brush with me <br />wherever I may go, <br />incase I need to cover up <br />so the real me doesn't show. <br />I'm so afraid to show you me, <br />Afraid of what you'll do-that <br />You might laugh or say mean things. <br />I'm afraid I might lose you <br /> <br />I'd like to remove all my paint coats <br />To show the real, true me, <br />But I want you to try and understand, <br />I need you to accept what you see. <br />So if you'll be patient and close your eyes, <br />I'll strip off all my coats, real slow. <br />Please understand how much it hurts <br />To let the real me show. <br /> <br />Now my coats are all stripped off. <br />I feel naked, bare and cold, <br />And if you still love me with all that you see, <br />You are my friend, pure as gold. ♥<br /><br />Brittany Coomes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paint-brush/
