Paintbrush

I keep my paintbrush 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… Continue Reading

Behind The Front

Sitting here on my bed Contemplating being dead Crying and weeping, lots of tears No one is here to calm my fears I’m all alone trying to succeed But all I feel is great defeat I’ve put on a front, a happy person shows Hurting and in pain is what a person knows I’m afraid of the future, can’t deal with my past Thoughts and emotion spin so fast I walk through each day in… Continue Reading