Chameleon

by B The First

Just a little poem about Cammie I wrote in English class. I'm open to hate or love.

Do you see me?

I stand there,

right next to you,

But do you see me?

If I walk away,

will you know I was there,

No, no you won't,

Because I'm lake a chameleon,

I'm invisible,

and I'm just fine with that.

Not very good I know. I'm open to hate or love

~ B the first