I keep this paint brush with me,

wherever I may go,

 In case I need to cover up

so the real me dosen't show.

I'm so afraid to show you me,

Afraid of what you'll do-that

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 to understand,

I need you to accept what you see.

So if you'll be patient and close your eyes,

I'll strip off all my coats real slow.

Please understand how much it hurts

to let the real me show.

Now all my coats are 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 someone dosen't understand .

So please protect me, my dear friend

and thanks for loving me true

But please let me keep my paint brush with me

until i love me, too.