Me

I am passionate and sensitive
And speak my mind
Sometimes I hush when I think
my words might hurt...

But every time I've done that
the time would again come for me to
Speak my mind:
"This is who I am"

Feel things with everything you have--
That's me!
I know no other way
I must wring things out till there's
No moisture left,
Because I tasted every drop
For this, some have been unhappy...
with me; my temperament gets in their way

My intention is not to dismay anyone;
but I must speak my mind
I only want to find peace, but stir things
up--I did it again, I know!


I'm only being real
No pretense, no fake-- for goodness
sake, I won't lie to you!
That isn't fair, right?
What can I do but be sincere?
It's hard when wounds of a friend
won't let you pretend
Would you like me to kiss you on
the cheek and sweep all under the rug?

I can't...I won't
How does it help when God can see
right through the coating of sugar and
spice and everything nice?
My weakness is dwelling--
On what cannot be changed--Yes
But I can't sell you some story that
I'm fine, and then guess what is truth

Lets reason if we can, and know that we
have not lied, leaving integrity where Christ
already died. Why should we?
If I must leave behind my hopes defered to cope
with this stroke of events, let's adjourn

I cannot water this down, or cottle an
infant sucking a bottle
I must know the truth, and grow
If here, I cannot do that...somewhere
else I must go
I AM passionet and speak my mind
The show I've put on is over

Behind the mask is me
But I can breathe-- thank God!
Why did I wait, and let the smell
of hate fill the air?
I can't lie...that isn't fair, right?
God help me when someone's feelings
I cannot spare
I am passionet amd speak my mind