Face-Painted Me

I believe in me… I believe in being free Yes, you, alone… But I’m not alone or on my own I receive grace with thee And, thee alone, I’d be But, what about me? What about me anyways? There’s nothing to see Just these fragile days These three words… Yes, it’s ‘I love you’ But I hate me… Me? I believe in… In being free? It’s a win-win Lose-lose… You snooze, you lose You drink booze, you’re screwed What’s this old news? What’s it all about? Am I renewed? Not he nor she… It’s just me I hate overall… I hate loathing me I will eventually stand tall… To a certain degree, I wish to be free… Face-painted me? Possibly…just maybe… How come I feel this way? How come today is not the day? Because, tonight, I’ll be free Free to be me… Baby, can’t you see You’re hurting me? I’m sorry if you read this poem and think It’s you I adore, but I swore it’s not to be Because I’m ruining me… With this face-painted me? No, you complete me I’m sorry you couldn’t see The man I’ve become… What a woman I don’t want to succumb to…now, I’m feeling numb For now, I’ll hold on tightly For now, I’ll be delightfully…me… Somehow, words escape me… I can’t even remember names anymore… But, honey, I’m free as free can be… Can’t you see this chapter in my life is not the end of… You and me… Me and you? Can’t you see this chapter in my life is purity and love? But, honey, I thought you were free Without me, without me We are painted a difficult, different hue… It’s freedom that rings and rings, it does…freedom does ring and ring so true We are tainted a drastic, shadowy blue Goodbye to what lies ahead brings…or what lies within these oceanic, turquoise eyes of morning dew What lies beneath has risen It has given - Me a reason to live life to the fullest - Me a reason to love my face-painted me The third reason isn’t given And, yes, you are forgiven