I am blue
But sometimes
I'm not
I change my shape
my form
my identity
on the outside at least
Inside I am always me
I can't escape
I can't change it
What I've done sometimes haunts me
in dreams at night
and sometimes even during the day
I'm a creature of darkness
sneaking in the shadows
fearing light that reveals
who or what I am
A thousand identities
I place upon myself
nothing touches the core of me
when I peel away all the outside forms
there is nothing inside
Look at me, daughter
what is it in me
that you so despise?
Look at me, son
why do you turn your back
and walk away?
I am what I am
the past cannot be changed
I've done what I've done
and I had reasons for it
But the reasons I have
don't satisfy you
I tried to do what I could
but I'm not much of a mother
am I
Sometimes I wonder
what might have been
if things had happened differently
But no amount of wondering
can change the now