A Chameleon Soul

A CHAMELEON SOUL

A hopeless place where dark shadows surrounded me... A hopeless place where I tried to die every single day... A hopeless place where I had more enemies than friends... A hopeless place where nobody trusted me... A hopeless place where all hope was gone... In that hopeless place I found which finally showed me the Light >>> …To Love Myself...

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I am out on this open road

Where are you my full time, daddy

It’s getting oh-so cold

Singing songs and searching for a clue

It’s been thirty-three years, isn’t that enough for you?

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I’m breaking down

Exhausted of traveling

I try very hard

Even with the words I write

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I’m tired of sitting on this trunk

Why do I always fly so fast

And now alone in this night

I am trying very hard to get into trouble

World War III is on my mind

But all I do is just fly …I just fly

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A chance to spread my wings will be a grand opportunity to broaden my horizons, and make my life richer. It will add greater dimension to my existence …and will offer me far more opportunities to make my dreams come true. If I'm considering passing up this chance in large part because I think it will force me to leave someone or something behind. I know I won't be missing anything. I won't be leaving out anyone. If I fly when I have the chance to fly, everyone and everything else in my life will soar too …where are you my full time daddy?

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Did you die young without letting us know?

Did you try playing it hard or ended up making life an abstract

Smoke all day and talk to an imaginative you

That’s how every day goes by …till its dark

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In his arms, all warmed up, sleepily getting pleasure from this deliciousness… is just a remembrance… it’s quite hazy... but it is still there and reminds me of him. Every now and then, I love wearing ‘BRUT’ …it’s delicious …but I think it smelled better on him ...where are you my full time daddy?

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Do I care about you my full time daddy?

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Please leave me now

Just say good-bye

Now turn around

Leave me dried out and far above the ground

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I love this feeling of being fucking wild

These glitters up in this cold night try to calm me

And then I feel they’re making me hypnotize

I shake my chameleon soul and come to conclusion

It’s not the end …keep searching …keep flying

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Have I moved on? ...I don't think so. If I did... then how could I still miss that (same) person ...even after all these years >>~~> ...nothing to lose ...nothing to gain ...nothing that I desire will remain the same. I wanna/will be wild… I wanna/will have fun… I wanna/will believe in myself… I wanna/will just fly high… I wanna/will be fucking wild… That’s because I'm a free spirit ...and I have a chameleon soul~~~