The following was sent to me,i have no idea who wrote it,but i think it says so much. i think a lot of us use that paintbrush,both on here and in our everyday lives. no one ever really sees the real us, unless we allow them to.
THE PAINTBRUSH
I keep a paintbrush with me,Wherever i go, In case i need to cover up,So the real me does not show.
I am so afraid to show you me, Afraid of what you'll do, You might laugh or say mean things, I'm afraid i might lose you.
I'd like to remove all my paint coats, To show you the real,true me, But i want you to try and understand, I need you to accept what you see.
So if you will be patient,and close your eyes, I will strip off real slow, Please understand how much it hurts, To let the real me show.
Now all my coats are all stripped off, I feel naked,bare,and cold, And if you still love me,with all that you see, You are my friend,pure as gold.
I need to save my paintbrush though, And hold it in my hand, I want to keep it handy, In case somebody doesn't understand.
So please protect me,my dear friend, And thanks for loving me true, But,please let me keep my paintbrush, Until I love me too.
Trouble is,so many people hurt so much inside,that they cover it up. that's what friends are for to share that hurt with. be nice and love each other take care all
3 comments:
Well said Morton, but also you can reveal as much as you like when your amongst friends. hope you had a good weekend, and you mum is ok
Take care
Yasmin
x
That is so true ,I think we all have a paint brush, and it is very brave to take away the layers and reveal all ,Some of us are better at covering up than others ,It is only the very confident among us who dont need that paintbrush ,very interesting Mort love to your Mum ..love Jan xx
Oh Mort! That was so beautiful I loved It. You are my number 1 J-Land man! lol ;-)
Love Pam xx
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