Paint Brush

I keep my paint brush 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'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 and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.
So if you'lI 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 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 paint brush, 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 pleasse let my keep my paint brush with me
Until I love me, too.






Friendship!!!!
The best antique is an old friend.
Of my friends, I am the only one I have left.
Friendships that come to an end, never really began.
The more arguments you win, the fewer friends you'll have.
I no doubt deserve my enemies, but I don't believe i deserve my friends.
Everybody should have atleast 2 friends-one to talk to, and one to talk about.
Be cautious in choosing friends, and be even more cautious in changing them.
People who are friends usually have the same friends, enemies, or the same faults.
Platonic friendship is the name given to the period betweeen the first look, and the first kiss.

I SAY " IF IT FEELS GOOD, THEN DO IT "