Chameleon

May 27, 2014

It’s hard getting up
And facing another
Sunny and bright day
Filled with cheer and joy
When all I feel is the void
Eating my soul
Spitting it out in chunks
Too small to be repaired.
It pains me to stay
Away from everyone
But sometimes it’s best
To be a chameleon
And hide your true colours.

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