Reaction from the Inner Me Paintings
I see a painting, but before it gets out, these words needed to.
Chameleon
that's how I feel
like the chameel
ya awn...so tired
of being wired
changing the paint
outer restraint
holding me in
suffocatin
he asks me why
i really try
to inward gaze
but its a maze
ing creasing blur
psychic factor
heavy feeling
dervish reeling
can't confess it
must suppress it
living lying
always trying
to change my skin
and live within
smiling being
panto meing
how long how long
and is it wrong
to lie for peace
or seek release
from inner pain
I do remain
sincerely his
confessing this
is hardly helping
but kinda melting
the inner block.
Chameleon talk.
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