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The Real Me

It's been on my mind recently: who am I? What is me and what is just the show I put on for other people's sake, to impress them or spare them? This song came to mind. To get the full effect of Natalie's beautifully written song you have to hear her sing it. This song (along with Held, also by Natalie) bring me to tears...every time. Click the titles of the songs if you'd like to listen.

The Real Me By Natalie Grant

Foolish heart looks like we're here again
Same old game of plastic smile
Don't let anybody in
Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break
How much will they take before I'm empty
Do I let it show, does anybody know?

But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me

Painted on, life is behind a mask
Self-inflicted circus clown
I'm tired of the song and dance
Living a charade, always on parade
What a mess I've made of my existence
But you love me even now
And still I see somehow...

That you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me

Wonderful, beautiful is what you see
When you look at me

You're turning the tattered fabric of my life into
A perfect tapestry
I just wanna be me
I wanna be me

But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me
And you love me just as I am

Wonderful, beautiful is what you see
When you look at me



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