Opinions change to match the mood
Colours nailed to your mast have
Disappeared in a wink if you can see
A chance for getting something
Anything even if you don’t want it
It’s something gained to be shelved
With the dust and dirt you held onto
In case it came in handy.
Control of others your endgame
By play acting at being guileless
You were taught by a master of deceit
And you’re proud of the ability
To change for the audience
Putting on a coat that says you’re confused
Or a shawl that says I’m determined
And all the while there’s no real you left.
You forgot who you were or could be
When you decided to play the system
To suck everything dry from anyone
Willing to give a drop to the vampiric
Little knowing they’d be slowly worn
Away to nothing by a smiling face saying
It’s your fault for living better lives than me
As the chameleon changes once more.