Camouflage

Open up
or
shut down.

Either way
you'll hit the ground.

Brace yourself
for what you don't know.

Paint a picture with your misfortune,
as though
you're the next Van Gogh.

Run away,
or just crawl.

Don't listen to me,
or the writing on the wall.

I don't matter,
but neither do you.

Melt into the background,
just go ahead and imbue.

Camouflage is not a defensive mechanism
for the weak of heart.

It's for the one's who were
weak from the start.

Defensive, I call it not.
You're just scared
that in your flaws
you'll get caught.

When you're caught,
you can't fall anymore.
Maybe that's what you need...
You're becoming exactly what against
you swore.