The truth reveals itself at times
And isn’t always kind
So, we lock those feelings deep inside
Afraid of what we’ll find
Because everyone’s a sinner
And everyone’s a saint
And everyone’s an artist
With the portraits that they paint
A picture filled with hope and dreams
A piece of captured youth
That ages with the painted lines
Revealed by time and truth
But the child survives inside each soul
No matter how we try
To lock away the pain of truth
We forget how to cry
And lose that childlike innocence
The joyfulness of youth
And all the burdens life can bring
Obscure all that is truth
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