Camouflage

Shed those wings..
If they don’t aid to fly.
Shed those tears..
If they always make you cry.
Shed those notions..
That refrain you from try.
Shed those attractions..
That lead you to lie.
Shed the skin..
That outgrows.
Shed the thoughts..
That overflows.
Shed the fin..
That delays the swim.
Shed the tail..
That drags you to fail.
Shed the color..
That shows you pale.
Shed the bone..
That holds you back.
Shed the tone..
That easily cracks.
Shed what’s beneath if it’s getting weak..
Shed the voice underneath that’s getting meek.
Shed and grow over..
Shed and go beyond.
As camouflage has to seek..
Behind it’s hiding streak.

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