Tired of the Stage

Feb 21, 2008 - 11:28 AM PST

Appearances are so deceiving.
Nothing is ever how it looks on the outside.
I am sick of my appearance.
If I were to paint a picture of my insides
Would it look anything like the outside?
And how do I get what’s inside out?
I think love is when someone can see
All of your internal and external flaws
And they love you anyway.
Someone who rolls their eyes
When you pick up the phone and use that
Squeaky clean voice with your mom.
Sometimes I think the world is a stage
And I am just an actor playing a part.
With all of these characters and scenes
Have I lost the essence of my painting?