Chameleon
I am friend
I am lover
I am sister
I am daughter
I am a chameleon,
Becoming what you need me to be.
Use me,
But don’t abuse me.
It’s happened before
And I fear any more
Will leave me broken
Alone in the corner.
The toy nobody wants to use
Because it doesn’t work right.
This poem is about:
Me
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