For most of my life… I was a chameleon. Walked in every room and read it like a forecast, Quiet in the corner, then the joker when the floor asked. Shrunk myself to fit whenever small felt like the safe play, Matched the wallpaper, man, I blended every day. Mastered every shade 'til I forgot which one was mine, Wore a different skin for every audience in line. Kept the whole world comfortable, I paid it with my soul, Lost the boy beneath it, got swallowed by the role. Looked into the mirror, didn't recognize the face, Just a guy I'd been pretending, holding someone else's place. I see the boy in the mirror *(no camouflage)* Real colors comin' clearer *(no more facade)* Ain't gotta change for the room, ain't gotta shrink to survive, I see the boy in the mirror, and he's finally alive. Today I found him, the one who used to hide, Looked him in the eyes and didn't step aside. Not the version earnin' claps, not the one that kept the peace, Just him, real colors, the disguise has been released. Keep it honest, though, it ain't a straight line every week, Some days I'm right at home, some days I'm miles out, can't speak. It's a give and take, a tide that comes and goes, But I'm learnin' where he shows: when nobody needs a show. No expectations, no performance, no stage, Just space to breathe, and he walks out the cage. I see the boy in the mirror *(no camouflage)* Real colors comin' clearer *(no more facade)* Ain't gotta change for the room, ain't gotta shrink to survive, I see the boy in the mirror, and he's finally alive. So I'm makin' more room, clearin' out the space, Pull a chair up to the table, give that boy his place. And if you spent your life blendin' just to make it through, Your colors never left, they're still under you. Wait for the quiet, give 'em that moment, And when you see yourself, don't look away. Own it. Your real colors are still in there. Don't look away. 🦎🍀
