Paint Me
Paint me how I am,
Not how my mom sees me,
Not how my dad sees me,
But how I see me.
Paint me how I used to be,
Not how she used to be,
Not how they used to be,
But how I used to be.
Paint my future,
Not how my coach sees it,
Not how my teacher sees it,
But how I see it.
Paint me,
Paint my flaws,
Paint my mistakes,
Paint my cuts and bruises,
But paint me as I see myself,
Not as you see me.
--N.E. Maheu
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