I was the happiest child
everyone called me naive
But as I grew up.
The happiness stayed
it took on a different form
I began to encapture people with my
sad happiness
I had a smile that could fit in anywhere
said my nana
You are so gracefully reserved
said my father
You have a shapeshifting soul
said my mother...
but the problem with a chameleon soul
Is you never can quite remember
your original color.
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
I was the happiest child
everyone called me naive
But as I grew up.
The happiness stayed
it took on a different form
I began to encapture people with my
sad happiness
I had a smile that could fit in anywhere
said my nana
You are so gracefully reserved
said my father
You have a shapeshifting soul
said my mother...
but the problem with a chameleon soul
Is you never can quite remember
your original color.
