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I've always had this ability. Like a chameleon, able to adapt to most situations. To blend in, to copy someone else. I've always had a foreboding this would be my downfall. Pretend to be someone I'm not, and have the wrong side skewer me. I can't help but feel forlorn on this. These people, steadfast in their goals, goals of justice ending a life wrongly. We are so close. I would give up my life for any of them. They to me. It's how you live in a world like this. Have allies. Don't worry about the danger, or at least out loud. If you do, just smack a simper on your face and pretend not to. Thems the breaks.