Death of a Chameleon
I miss the beginning…
Closing my eyes and running forward not scared of what is ahead of me.
Being held up by my “friends”
Carefree
Loving myself
Being able to look in anyone’s eyes and feeling something
The excitement
The smell
Barcardi
A chameleon
Until one day the end came….
Open my eyes, now I’m scared
Losing all my friends
Heavy hearted
Hating myself
Scared to look, feeling ashamed and scared
The fear
The smell
Barcardi
Death of a chameleon
Is a new beginning
That wasn’t me; One of my favorite songs that really describes what it’s like to change from this chameleon to the real person I am today. That wasn’t me who made all those promises and created all that drama. This is me, today! That I can live with!
