Everchanging

im a chameleon under the sheets and trees,

they take me in and hold me dear,

even if they don’t realise I’m not apart of them,

it feels good to be able to be safe and accepted in where i choose to lay,

soon i become too relaxed and let my camouflage slip,

returned to my natural colours,

they all stare,

realising I’m different than who they welcomed me as they stare dumbfounded, what did i do?

 it’s in my nature to blend in and copy my surroundings even if it’s not really me,

 the trees whispers in the wind says enough,

im not accepted here anymore, 

so i find a new place to stay,

the floor feels cold at first but the more and more you lay the warmer it gets, 

it even starts to feel as good as before, 

this time however i wont lose my camouflage, 

blending into the floor feels so natural i couldn’t get found out !!

but while i succeeded in my plan, 

my original pattern was lost wheather i liked it or not.

(bit shit)