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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’l dike 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’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 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 please let me keep my paintbrush with me
Until I love me, too.

Bettie B. Youngs

 

Wk 10

This poem is about how women hide their imperfections through make-up. Everybody has something to hide, to cover up their insecurities. It’s also covering up their past, there’s something that happen that they’re afraid of getting out, if it gets out they are then afraid of their friends not understanding, they too will leave. When the one who is afraid finally lets her friends or someone special in, she is showing off her true, special, unique self hoping, praying that she wouldn’t get rejected, once accepted she explains that she still needs to hide her true self from other people just in case they themselves don’t understand where she’s coming from.

W9 Reblog

After reading this poem, I really liked it. It’s about someone who wears makeup to feel beautiful about their self. The way society is today, it makes women feel like the only way to be beautiful is to wear makeup to cover up “imperfections.” Women should never feel so ugly that they have to hide their true selves behind foundation, mascara, and rouge. Towards the end of the poem, she finally takes her makeup off to see if the person she is with will truly love her for her, but she says that she will need to save her paint brush in case someone doesn’t understand the way she looks and if that happens, she will hide behind the makeup again.

2009.11.22  2:40pm  

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