Am I, to you, a chameleon?

Visible only when

When the jealousy I cling to in me

Takes control

And my soul becomes a glowing orb

Of emerald hue

But your apathy, disconcern for me

Tears a hole

In my confidence

When I drift to sleep

And I start to weep

Your true self appears through the mirage

Conjured up by me

During my daydreams

Everything just seems to be too real for me

Am I, to you, a chameleon?