chameleon
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Twinkle, twinkle little Star
How we wonder what you are...
All of Rainbow's colors, stolen, by the
Chameleon.
Camoflauged shades and undertones
I look away,
But the lost girl inside
is telling me to speak up.
I mumble an answer
But the lost girl inside
is telling me to yell.
I walk with my head down,
I thought
chameleons were beautiful.
But where is the respect
in changing on every whim,
capricious,
for those who won't have us as we truly are?
I thought chameleons were beautiful,
I am a chameleon
The colorful pariah
Blending in so perfectly
To painted walls behind us
Oh, how can I know myself?
When I'm never the same
No anchor set no place my home
Of business and whimsy
