I am a Chameleon,
I change my colors just as my emotions,
I don't use it to be machiavellian,
and I don't use my camoflauge as potions.
I use it to show how I really feel,
But that's not always true,
I try to be real,
But I show green when I'm actually blue.
I don't know why I do this,
I guess my camoflauge is broken,
It makes me fall into a colorful abyss,
It speaks the words that are not being spoken.
Even though my camoflauge colors aren't a success,
They are still beautiful,
I love my crazy colors, nevertheless,
Their beauty is indisputable.